Great -grandmother in black, black night,
Come and teach me fun,
In which the loser is in the younger!
U. Shakespeare, “Romeo and Juliet”
You will put out the light… You will move, caressing,
To shameless flesh in the black foam of lace, –
I will confident… Give me a slap, playing, –
In the demonic dance we will dive…
And here is a ball in a crumpled bed
We ride and froze furiously,
Like two ferocious, furious beasts:
Then we will rest a little, then again struggle.
In a frantic battle exhausted,
We are tormented mercilessly, –
The finale is nearing… Grits louder!
Strengthen the onslaught, anticipating
The triumph is brilliant… I am not inferior,
But I will secretly wish the defeated!
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