All my poems are for you now
And I want to become your toy.
The part of your soul, your body.
Submissive to any joy.
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Me relative was very-very lustful,
He wanted a girl everywhere.
He wanted to touch a young girl and..uck her,
Got angry if she repelled him.
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We will have enough time for everything.
Because all of us are immortal.
Pain and sorrow come when you lose faith in this.
Preserve god's moral!
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There on the other planet
people live without sex.
they are never tired of passions,
never lonelyness is felt.
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You are inside me,
I am – inside you.
It’s not in bodies –
Words are so mindful.
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And hands remember,
And soul remembers, and mind,
How sweet and tender
I play the music sometimes.
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Iohann of Kronstadt in his life was happy!
Iohann of Kronstadt - only joy he knew!
Iohann of Kronstadt was a very nice bird!
And above all Russia bringing peace he flew!
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I wanted to be your dog
And serve you in thankfulness.
A child is a slave of love
If it’s blessed or unblessed.
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to JOSEPH BRODSKY
English to me means Iosif:
His accent, his speech, his tongue,
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It’s a verse as a sweet gust
You injected in my soul.
You inspired an increasing lust
for you, other men, girls.
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