Over meadow stands new moon,
Over boundary of dew.
Come, we'll make a friend of you,
Dear, distant, alien.
In the day I hide, am quiet.
Moon above - I have no might!
I rush on this lunar night
To the shoulder of beloved.
I'll never ask me, 'Who's he?'
All to know, your lips will say!
Hugs are rude but in the day,
In the day the fit is funny.
In the day, torn by a demon proud,
With a smile on lips I lie.
Night, though.. Darling, far away..
Crescent stands above the wood!
New Moon
Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
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Poem topics: away, friend, funny, never, smile, dear, hide, demon, quiet, shoulder, meadow, moon, night, I love you, I miss you, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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