Night after night
The perfume of your presence
I capture from what of you
Remains with me,
And typing on the keyboard “good night, my love”
I try to continue the capturing of you
Until the Sun become light of the day after,
During which I close my eyes
Waiting for the next night
Now you on the way yo sleep
And as usual I am near you
To survey your dreams until
The arrival of the day
(Mikhail Lermontov-copyright@misha2014)
