Apollo love

Your dream, a miracle in day of summer,
Cause of daring and free ways of actions?
You will like the fire in my
Heart of trembling and tender tensions.

You can not handle, nor fight,
Noone is able to master the fire.
The fire is invented to pray
And to praise of it's flying.

Who do you think? Again in the dark:
I'm knight your desirous on horseback!
I'm here, oh Madonna, sweet moment,
I came to perform the feat!

Try to rescue yourself, arrogant,
But I Do not I, if not stay as a hero?
Down get, you bow my knees,
Confession of love I will whisper.

And might this happen to you -
Noone, you believe, won't be able to hold.
From storm pressing where's no way out.
You can not escape, a star you become.

To mortal in world where God and a sorrow,
Alas, is not given spaciousness for dreaming.
The sincerity, basket of flowers instead,
To throw at your feet, the goddess, I'm ready.

Noone and nothing will not interfere,
Anyone will depart and will pray.
In-front of higher feelings, the highest in sky,
Will praise perfection, and find the love.

#andrey_of_rus

Original text on Russian:
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/05/07/4565