Your eyelashes are like a horse,
It's easy to carry big buckets of eyes.
That so full of live sky blue
Splashing over the edge.
I waited:
What if you splash at me by accident,
And the splashes of the stars will shine,
And blind,
I want to see others...
But you are.
I passed by. (Dmitry Smirnov)
A parody of Alexander Ivanov:
Not lips, not knees, not thighs,
And the buckets of your eyes have captivated me.
There were two.
They were hanging from their eyelashes.
Besides, you poured them this morning...
And I was waiting.
And if you pass and splash,
In case you spill,
Involuntarily...
But you passed,
I didn't.
And I'm sad.
I poured my eyes.