What have I done to you, my friend...

What have I done to you, my friend? -
From all my heart it was so grate!
I gave you life of destiny and words
In simple love your image of sweetness!

I thought a lot of days and nights,
I slept half-hearted ate half-measured,
By stale clumps of clay I tried
Again remind your precious image!

And then, I dropped a single tear,
I gave the name whoom never leave.

And here it stands, full of cares,
My shinning day from springer court.
As to your severe semblance -
Admire deeply - I can not get drunk!

Your look of slanted eyes as precise,
The mouth haughty and eyes are darky - dark!
I'd kiss this passionately utill get deeply choked.
Until the consciousness convultions juicy - juice!

And to love owner wish you give a lot of health.
And breasted well at night you come from them!
Feather as clay - the smoothness of warm strings.
Would you betray me, my friend? - Yes, but won't leave...

Original text on Russian:
http://www.stihi.ru/2014/08/12/1479

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