Александр Глухов - I wanna be Venitian gondolier – poetry and fine art

More special memories of leisure
Together we had got a pleasure
Due only winds I talk with thee
So much affection – great despair
And we began these lives apart
Great Love – forever in the hearts

I always thought my past was gone
For so long I gazed and gazed in ye
This sweet affection and no more,

But we grew up, but we the same
I whisper kiss thru breeze and air
It is no wonder love is no fading

Can’t feel my heart in misty dream
They’ll name the babies after me
I am so silent as though dying
I want to look into grey eyes
The two of you are happy, am I not
Yet I am crying – names forgot

I missed and missed seeing thee
You are the bringer of the light
I read and read of you too much
In any case they call him Lucifer
Preternatural deeds with much glee
Through the echoing story of me

Alone heart seethed over at last
In sooth I only need coy smile
Much, many snogging every time
Meanwhile, slightest beam of liar
Ride hard into the dream my bo
We will set off in the days of yore

Like Sun, like daffodils saw I
Yet I am standing on the Hill
Meet me inside alone wind
Along the path I see no more
Hello dandelions, friends
What are you doing in the night

Sad wistful eyes inside the dark
Which answers to ye heart alone
And I am no heir to your throne
Another choice – pass through
But what are you waiting for…?
From whence my hope run again

Who writes on water human lives
And talk through hat of heaven
Take tea with you via dreams

Speak tete-a-tete in dark and light
Dead hours – the stars above
I’ll run under the yoke to ye…

What grass say me, yet whisper
Of silent story with your glee
I’ll give the light to whom I will
A heart to heart, it is one doom
The breeze can sing to you alone
And hope remains inside my eyes

One solitary mountain of gleam
Much staring into the distance
There is no way inside the light

Fleeting moment, happy glimpse
We do few steps in dark of dream
So little lore of love affection

He might to be human – only not
We could not see the path of thee
If any soul will look upon of you
Yet never see the crown over hair
But blackness doesn’t change,

I’ve seen an only artificial sight…

First kiss, then dream with ye
Yet pure loving is in slumber
I won’t taste that glee before
I’m no waiting beyond measure
He’s alone – love with pleasure
Not words, not deeds at all…

Am I too much in love with thee
Tonight will light a light for me
We might be happy in affection
And living our lives apart, alack
A beauty passion – let it be
Yet heart is longing for ye much

Whether before or after
We met each other in the past
I feel befuddled by the kiss
I seek for pleasure every day
I won’t aspire after glory
I’d got a craving for a vision

Such pleasant thing to me befell
I’ve got perfection – perfect kiss
Across the lea I ran with breeze
And night is nighing – come to me
Alack a day – the morning light
We have a jinx on you and me

I must proclaim the morning nigh
The snow is melting I shall fly
With slow pace with leisured step
All over and over again I play
But lost the bet with you today
With ardent hope – gone away

We are no fathoms deep in love
So lots and lots of dream of you
Omnium gatherum in feelings
Be on it to be one and only
Do play a waiting game like me
Take fancy, keep the breath with I

Let dance with breeze
And tightly hug a dream
The trees so quiet lonely
And how long without ye
With many pensive voices
We go back to past apart

We will be late to see this happy
You have invited me to thee
Yet I am feel a cruel deprivation
I won’t bear the loss of ye
However we feel love so keenly
But light is not attached to me

Quaint way of thinking only real
Unleash the heat of youth desire
Bold flames of sunset with a kiss
And seethe with much of fire
Yet wanna get the craving rage
I sentenced you dream of me

Waft me from day into the night
I’ve seen coy smile on your lips
And light of life depends on ye
Yet on a night – a whiff of glee
Under the stars – a dream of ye
But can be of no kiss with thee

…

I am no tried to make a chance
Yet lighting me the pure path
You’ll never sit beside my grave
And never take my hand in yours
Love-making dream forever gone
I want to be your faithful friend

I try to dream with chilly breeze
Through gale, storm and blast
And listening to the windy song
And tossing tiny lights above
All expectations toppled down
Beneath the tree I lie with flower

А Much many sweetness, fancies
Dream with smoke predilection
Let’s take a taste of hottest fire
Ye must put fresh spunk into rage
Yet longing for a willful craving
We had a bias towards lone kiss