I wanna be Venitian gondolier – poetry and fine art. Александр Глухов

           From top to bottom you’re an idol

      Into the depths of alien heart

      I like iconic features of your body

      Thee got a zenith of your art

      I wanna look into every nook of you

      Much hidden corners and no more

           Night sky and I’m in the dark again

      I’ve seen beginning of the Time

      And over time we’ll kiss and love

      We’ll gain much power for pleasure

      A gift of happiness and glee

      You were portrayed in art forever

           For who you turn your back on me

      Say I to myself, where are thee

      But your fidelity is hers

      I bet you wish, but no such luck

      And Time of Time will not be long

      How lovely to see you in the dream

           Does he accept his ministrations?

      In darkness – midnight light and I

      You stretched your stamina for her

      And took the broken heart before

      And never ever kiss so deeply

      An endless pain – forlorn dreams

           Won’t you fly with me thru dream

      Midst the humans we are gray

      We’ll be wiped from history forever

      During the nights I’m not dreaming

      Let’s light the candles in the dark

      They live apart with leaden hearts

           I brought you a heart in my dream

      There are so many lasting woes

      I have to hide my eyes from ye

      Hearts trembling – solitude alone

      But neither of us is not free

      We are immortal – slaves of glee

           More special memories of leisure

      Together we had got a pleasure

      Due only winds I talk with thee

      So much affection – great despair

      And we began these lives apart

      Great Love – forever in the hearts

           I always thought my past was gone

      For so long I gazed and gazed in ye

      This sweet affection and no more,

           But we grew up, but we the same

      I whisper kiss thru breeze and air

      It is no wonder love is no fading

          Can’t feel my heart in misty dream

      They’ll name the babies after me

      I am so silent as though dying

      I want to look into grey eyes

      The two of you are happy, am I not

      Yet I am crying – names forgot