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Автор: Egor Rybakov
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Moscow is silent

      Selected poems

      Egor Rybakov

      © Egor Rybakov, 2021

      ISBN 978-5-0055-0016-8

      Создано в интеллектуальной издательской системе Ridero

      Love is pure

      Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina

      «Love in quotes»

      http://www.stihi.ru/2011/09/28/3775

      Love is pure, unpretentious and young

      And it never demands from you, does not ask,

      To please us with fate was born,

      Always in a cloudless world carries us away.

      She lives in the eyes of a child since childhood,

      In moments of joy and eternal knowledge,

      It has become a long-awaited joy for the bride,

      Carries with it all the tenderness and suffering.

      She can be barely visible and unpretentious,

      In noticeable dimples in cheeks and a smile,

      That warms the soul, free, so bashful,

      And it can slip away, it is unsteady.

      And let it seem to you that all this is ostentatious,

      Emotions are callous, a smile is stretched, tenderness,

      Not everyone can enjoy that spring

      To open up to feelings, to be serene again.

      After all, many are unaware of all these experiences,

      They only know from movies and romance books

      Others are disappointed, for them – suffering,

      And they quench the bitterness in the knowledge of wine, intrigue.

      Love cannot be ostentatious, in quotes,

      She was born to suffer and rise again

      She lives only with those who believe in fairy tales,

      And it will become pleasure, faith and support.

      Love is different, open and naive,

      Slightly hidden, wide open, where feelings are at a break,

      So demanding and sad and happy

      But more often we are carried away into the distance like a sincere impulse.

      Kristina s phenomenon

      My mystery and my innermost secret,

      It’s so good with you and my soul is pleasant

      I can’t live a day without you

      Lost peace and soul irrevocably.

      You’re so free like a bird in the sky

      You fly without barriers, crossing countries,

      So graceful, like a wondrous swan,

      I will not stop loving you in separation.

      Come down to me in the arms of the clouds

      Breathe into me all the tenderness, grace,

      With you, everything is clear and easy together,

      From now on I am ready to kiss your hands forever.

      Tell me that you will never let me go

      You will love meekly and tenderly,

      And our life will become only full of gifts,

      I am attached to you sincerely and hopelessly.

      Your tenderness heals my heart

      You are my eternal bliss

      And sometimes a constant migraine

      Perfection of all nature,

      And in the spring, my blooming lilac.

      You are my charm, grace

      As the summer is warm all year round

      I’m ready to disappear with you,

      You are my medicine for adversity.

      You are the light and the sun in the early morning

      Dawn in the night… lightning in the dark

      For some reason I am attached to you

      I know you, the rest is lies.

      Your persistence is inspiring

      And beauty attracts strongly

      Confidence helps a lot

      And before you the enemies are powerless.

      Your tenderness heals my heart

      Fills the soul with warm bliss

      And I often remember our meetings

      For the wounded bird, it became the sky.

      And in my dreams I fly towards you,

      To enjoy the beauty of flight

      Our earthly paradise will be with you forever,

      Will connect love and tender care.

      She flew up and rushed to him like the wind

      Before that she lived only in the gloom of the night,

      And nothing at all pleased in this world,

      I met amazing sunsets outside the window

      A constant sadness reigned in her apartment.

      I met him on a weekday so accidentally,

      And plunged into his eyes as if into the ocean,

      And this sensation was sweet in a new way

      It was as if light was breaking through the fog.

      And she became his fantasy and passion,

      Filling his dreams with extraordinary beauty,

      And my heart was so torn from a secret attraction,

      And since then, her whole attitude has changed.

      He created her from his dreams and all his fantasies,

      Filling the soul forever with awe and grace,

      And at the meeting he stuttered, and his legs were already trembling,

      She resignedly stretched into a gentle embrace.

      And suddenly her gray world changed again,

      Longing and pain, all worries disappeared without a trace,

      And since childhood, no one has treated so well,

      His words were like blessed water for her.

      She flew up and rushed to him like the wind,

      Fearing nothing more in this wonderful world,

      And she was amazingly beautiful at dawn

      Taking dreams and fantasies like magic.

      Tenderness

      I love you, my wondrous creation,

      You came down to me from those heavens

      Where angels invite you on a date

      And my heart aches from the abundance of miracles.

      Eyes will warm me all year round

      And the voice will absorb my character

      With you on the wave, as if