На музыку души моей
Опять пишу слова свои На музыку моей любви. На эту музыку души Спеши писать, точней пиши. Она, как ветер, надо мной, А он, представьте, не ручной. Как разноцветная листва С души срываются слова. И чем правдивый быстрый стих, Тем меньше остаётся их. С деревьев падает листва. В глазах твоих любви слова. Постой, прохожий, не спеши, Читай стихи моей души. Осенний дождик грустно лей На золото моих аллей. Я для тебя их соберу В любви осеннюю листву, И мы с тобою не спеша, Словами добрыми шурша, Пройдём в букетах тех аллей Сквозь музыку души моей Под шорох слов осенних дней, Под правду снов, под грусть дождей.
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