Nikolai Mikhailovich Languages. (№ 282122)

Dreams of love dreams are empty!
I know them: Onet
Not just the victory of daring
And Paradise foretold to me.
I sang it and was waiting for something -
Poems listened to beauty
And answered me with a yawn
Her purple lips;
I said love confession -
And boring was our conversation!
All the fuss is about! Smile, eyes -
Well your predvidenie;
But you, my dear, nonsense.
Dreams of love - not worth the grief:
Deceive, deceived worse sleep.
And what is love? One wave
Great living sea.