Insect culture

Вика Нара
                С.Курёхину

Inside my soul suffers.
Next time you will be mine.
Say, can you be my lover?..
Excuse me, it’s a crime…
Complexion is so pale,
Throughout I see your

Caressing face… It’s tale!..
Unless you close the door.
Leave me a little hope,
Tell me your wishes, dreams…
Unable heart needs rove!
Reanimate me, prince!
Eclipse me.

                25 февр. 2008