Nor without you

I would like, with you,
Lying motionless on a fluffy blanket,
Look at the snow and clouds.

But this can not be, always.

Your eyes are bottomless, as the eternal ocean,
And I'm ready to fall into it, and go nowhere.

But this can not be, always.

Your cute, pale features,
They are attracted to, and attract, only you:
Any who do not want to notice but me.

And so be it, always!