Before you, silently I sway.
I feel so anxious when you-re near me,
In vain, I cast a glance your way:
I-m sure that I will never say,
What I-m imagining so freely.
Impromtu On Ogareva
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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Poem topics: feel, never, anxious, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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