A touch

Touch of souls, touch of eyes...
Whatever it was yesterday, whatever it was now
Be that as it may, a year has not passed since then
And we never parted with you.

The touch of souls, the beating of hearts...
How much is now understandable finally
And let a long year have passed since then,
Forgive me for everything, because I always remember:

Touch of bodies, touch of lips,
Hand in hand trembles, forbidding a meeting is stupid.
I can't not see and it's hard to see,
It's a pity that fate didn't lead us earlier.

(V. Davydova, November 2009)