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Love Poems. Стихи о любви The Kiss The longest kisses Were some of the first. In high school, we sat on the east lawn hill By the student center. There’s a picture, me lying on my back, You straddling me, marking property On that lawn, in your blazer, With our friends sunning nearby. I remember lying face-to-face Breathing your breaths, Mouths open, lips joined, Breathing out as you breathed in. Our stomachs pressed, Mine rising as yours receded, Inhaling to exhaling Used air. Did we deprive ourselves of oxygen? Did we kill brain cells? Would we have scored higher on the SATs If we hadn’t been so in love? Поцелуй Первые поцелуи Самые долгие. Учась в старшей школе, мы раскинулись на восточном газоне Возле ученического центра[1 - В оригинале «student center» – студенческий центр, то есть здание на территории кампуса или университетского городка, прообраз современных ЦРС, центров по работе…