Your opinion - it to me to lie in wait…
But you shy away views…
Yes! Look - you are afraid to burn
Between us embarking barriers!
When I'll move into the shade
Marble columns sullenly,
And pozhirayushtaya word
I will catch up on the face shadow,
Then - gloomy wanderer
Vosled glide your brief look,
Alarmingly silk stirred
Tremble at your fingers,
By the palms of their hands pouring blood
Do not hide the sea lace stuffy,
And I read in the eyes of the obedient
Already unnecessary love.
12 December 1913
