Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva. (№ 371816)

Your name - a bird in the hand,
Your name, the icicle on the tongue,
One single movement of the lips,
Your name, five letters.
A ball caught on the fly
Silver bells mouth
A stone thrown in a quiet pond
Sobbing so will your name.
In the light of the night the clicking of hooves
A loud booming your name.
And call him to us in the temple
Loudly snapping the trigger.
Thy name - Oh! -
Your name - a kiss in the eye
At the tender age of cold, motionless,
Your name - a kiss in the snow.
Key, ice, blue gulp.
In your name I sleep deep.