Is Poem by Alexander Snitko

Is



Nothing to give I have,
To give everything have not.

She's still inside my head,
Although enough I wrote

About feelings, pains and sorrows
By which I'm generously kissed,

With which, it seems, born was,
With which, it feels, I Is.

Monday, December 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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