savage with vigor and vim
Sweet lust is so sweetest on attic on high
Good morrow came…shall I do it with sorrow
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To plough on through spanking clouds
One heart’s love seldom needs your void
Amongst thy beauty foliage expansion
I am quite weak but I’m so that is that
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Dead not twitter – bird – I’ve seen on path
‘tis only ebony – goeth overwhelmingly into
Thru darkness we will fly into the blue
He who – you, my lone, my secret benefactor
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Alexander Glukhov. Leonardo Medichi (self-portrait). 2019.
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In doubt… – whether I shall…wait
By love, by night, by sea we’ll steer ship
And waived immunity in order fall in art
There is an affair d’amour – a vale of woe
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Not one…amongst the host of dreamers
Such poignant scent is kissing hand to me
And overwhelming happiness and glee
Thine breeze yet whispering inside of me
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Against the wanton principles of soul
A lot of times we wanna be obey
And thinking deeply through the gale
And speaking silently all day…
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Let nature be your man against your wish
Upon my heart – I see the only flower on Earth
Such deep attachment – I am living yet
At once do touch your destiny with me
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My humble hut – without Thee
Be bold as brass and devil lurks behind
In cloudland we will be dream apart
A native club of cock-and-hen-on mind
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I’ll throw myself on knees before Your essence
However…time was fled away to bliss
And stay away in arms of Morpheus forever
For often in the rain I miss you so much
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Among the living-wild-wicked beasts
I’ve had a dream of many sweetest lovers
Put on red cap – with only nature’s garb
Yet I am free – don’t care human hubris
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We’ve never to be cuddled up together
The fittest creatures only live
I shall see blue light – through the distance
Sometimes we kiss, we love, we – thieves
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All nights as such as this he sleeps
There are much poppies often grow
Thee so young – you are the best
We wanna cuddle up together – lone…
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In vain cursed-gypsy woman came
Through tangled art her spells away
My truthful friends are breeze and blue
But they forbid them go through
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These ancient deeds completely stuck in you
Yet vicious mind – such beauty with affection
The swollen buds in every spring
Thine brilliant sun in lust vertigo…
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The past away – into the nothingness directly
We’ll go for a stroll at dawn
Yet breeze is gone away forever
As if the snowdrops in children’s dream
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Excessively handsome and so much beauty
And I hide tears from the light
You’ve been forgotten in the days of yore
Me gimcrack sepulture forsaken
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To Prague with you I’ll walk on foot
Left all – we shall be lucky beggars
To feed each other every meal
Look at the stars together…pleasure
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I don’t speak French inside night dream
Thru depth of darkness in the land of Nod
Blue roses live – without any thorn
A host of shamrocks only at my feet
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One of the handwritten pages of this collection of verses. The initial version.
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Not see me at all through vertigo dancing
Thy thoughts are floating thru storm
But both of us are naughty-frenzied gale
I wander as breeze like lovely reverie
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