Don't call.
Without any summonsI'll reach the shrine.
And droop my head in even
To your feet fine.
I will your orders shyly
And will
To catch our meetings, short and instant,
And wish again.
I fell before your passions' power,
Before its wave,
Sometimes — a serf; sometimes — a lover;
Always — a slave.
Translated by Yevgeny Bonver,
December,
Edited by Dmitry Karshtedt,
February, 2001
