Give me your right-palm, <br />I'll tell fortunes to you, <br />As a fortuneteller - <br />As a maiden -gipsy.... <br />Don't look only to me... <br />That of, your eyes <br />Denounces to you... <br />If I'll tell an untruth... <br /> will be only one kiss... <br /> if I'll tell to you're not <br />Blueeyed...these one's- <br />Dreams heavens... <br />They sleep there... <br />I'll tell that you haven't <br /> to home road, else.... <br />For you lost it a long time <br />Your house- as shelter <br />In heart of Aphrodite... <br />Both now...as always.... <br />Day of a deceit is today... <br />And I sit before you... <br />As sat for a long time <br />Yes 1th April, but <br />Is similar this to a lie? <br /> you'll answer to me... <br />As- to fortuneteller, <br />AS - to maiden -gipsy....<br /><br />Tsira Gogeshvili<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-maiden-gipsy/
