A Man And A Woman Poem by ELENA SHLAFERMAN ELENA SHLAFERMAN

I remember these wonderful days,
thousands of memorable hours.
I asked you, if you stay,
you can close your eyes with these flowers,
they will sleep in your memories,
when you return to one forgotten day, will you tell me this
' Yes it '.
So, touching my sleeve again.
I am alone,
but I remember so well
every moment of our trend.
I am so sad and heartbrocken
about the loss of life.
I am in the time of the innocence
of our love.
Man and woman-
don't be so close
how a small old fair burned down, but we could all just be clear, and the down of life
could break out.
Don't be such a wonderful
blue bird like a dream.
One sad man also lacks a head.
We are together and apart,
but then...
A man and a woman,
when they wish,
stop this circle of the living errors
We can open our hearts ourselves to stay in places
we have learned.
And after a while we will go
for a walk to our gentle love's roman.
Yes, it's an hour to go end remember what I was like
in a dream.
And I will run to a thousand
meeting places
where man and woman
do not meet in flesh.
I'm not sad.
Your kiss, you give it to me so easily, in cash.
I don't sleep in a circle of happiness, there is
one small world in my thoughts,
and I start all over again,
and your bright dress
leaves my life in this world.

A man and a woman.