Earth maiden
Poetry about love
Irina Tarasova
Vladislav Poroshin
© Irina Tarasova, 2022
© Vladislav Poroshin, 2022
ISBN 978-5-0056-8503-2
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Earth Maiden
Oh, if I were a queen,
I would make you rich.
From gold I would
sprinkle with a kiss all loving.
Oh, if I were a Gorgon,
I would incinerate you.
Eyes as greedy as a flame,
I would devour loving.
Oh, if I were a Madonna,
I would idolize you.
I prayed, languidly looking in your wake,
Enslaving myself.
Oh, if I were Minerva,
I’d confuse your tracks.
I couldn’t get out of captivity,
and all paths would lead to me.
Oh, if I were a Hazara,
I would steal you away at night.
And I would ride away without looking
to love you in the steppe.
You are Mine,
by the stars and by the taste,
аt least I won’t be able to come to you.
Not Penelope, I’m an Earth Maiden.
But I was able to wait for you,
If you were on your way.
A dream in reality
A few months ago,
where winter is only in the picture,
a girl dreamed of love,
as if everything was in a foggy haze.
It is not difficult for her to love from afar,
but sometimes, suddenly,
as if from around the corner,
Melancholy rolls up.
There is sadness in her eyes,
though there is a smile on her lips.
In her dream, she is only happy
with one who carefully looked into her soul.
Оpened his arms, not afraid that it might
not be necessary.
She praises all the heavens for that,
What is Love, Longing, Separation.
After all, this is the only way
she could understand,
she is alive, and she really,
really needs him.
The only one
God sees what he has done,
time does not sharpen the laws.
He illuminated the path with light with love,
sewed canons for us with conscience.
Eternity is not destined for the worthy in vain,
the choice is soul or body.
You were born only for love,
I believe in it boldly.
God is boundless, the motive is beautiful,
the truth always triumphs.
How beautiful! And how pure! 
