Without poetic interpretation
there is no love.
Without love
there's no kiss.
When you mail me
your airborne lips
enclose them in a red envelope.
Seal it with your tongue.
With mine
I'll open them
~~~
Alex Nodopaka ©2007
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Tak i ni Tak
Bez perevoda poezii
niet lubvi.
Bez lubvi
niet potsiluia
Tak kogda poshliosh
tvoi vozdushnii gubi
vlozhi v krasnii kanvert.
Zaklei iazikom
Ia moimi gubami
otkroiu tvoii.
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