Expectation

A candle is burning by a frozen window
Ice patterns melted.
And the girl is alone, all alone
In the whole hut, and maybe in Russia ...

Let both father and mother be close somewhere.
Yes, you can't tell them about your innermost.
There is a seal on the heart of loneliness
You can't break it, you can't untie it.

A candle flickers in a girl's hand
Anxiety worries tender heart
And sweet fret is somewhere in the distance
Works, and maybe fights,

The girl has a wavy braid.
Well, where can you find more magnificent and more beautiful?
And where will you find more beautiful eyes -
Deep as the sky over Russia ...

* poems from the "Guestbook" from an exhibition of paintings by the artist


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Waiting, waiting ...
Miracle light brown at the shoulder.
Unknown desire.
Floating candle.

And does not dream
And it does not seem
And nature instituted:
Works like an invisible cold
Paints the window.

And in a thawed thaw-
Celestial turquoise:
Two wide open sorrows
Eyes waiting.

Soon, is the hour of the date coming soon?
The girl's Duma is hot.
Waiting, waiting ...
Floating candle.

author's version - poems by Konstantin Vasiliev