Поклонник ОЭ фандома / "Без драйва - какой кайф? А без кайфа - какой смысл?" (Sonnnegirl)
Второй стих – и всё для меня! И за что? Просто так :white:

My Duke is proud, brave and fair
His life reminds me of chess
He is so cautios, he never swears
There is no carelessness on his face.
His path is dark. I dare to follow.
His sword is heavy. I dare to help.
He doesn't like to show his sorrows.
But I know all he ever felt.
My Duke is far away for ages
My memory is all I have
I am flipping through the yellow pages
In my heart he'll be forever safe.
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PS As I wrote to freir already it reminded me for some reason of Emily Dickinson:

He put the Belt around my life
I heard the Buckle snap—
And turned away, imperial,
My Lifetime folding up—
Deliberate, as a Duke would do
A Kingdom's Title Deed—
Henceforth, a Dedicated sort—
A Member of the Cloud.

Yet not too far to come at call—
And do the little Toils
That make the Circuit of the Rest—
And deal occasional smiles
To lives that stoop to notice mine—
And kindly ask it in—
Whose invitation, know you not
For Whom I must decline?

@темы: Литература, Me, myself and I