The dusk is here as I try to put my mind to rest,
Truth is that I’ve been at it for a while.
And yet I miss the touch of your soft hand’s caress,
I close my weary eyes and see your pretty smile.
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You write great songs, Dmitriy! :) This is another personal favorite of mine. And then the kiss, oh how can I forget? /When I can still recall the way you taste./I am lying here calm and yet, /It wasn’t long ago that my heart raced. I don't think this is what you intended or expected to hear, but this stanza is a chorus to me. It all ties into the memory.