Его плен

You submitted — Inaccessible, with a lock on your heart... You stumbled — You gave him both your soul and your trust. And somehow you don't regret it, The changes within you become more and more obvious: You became a shadow next to him, His reflection, his captivity. You lost yourself — His eyes are now your beacon forever. His road is your path, Your steps follow him, without a trace. You learned to smile, But in anticipation—a river of melancholy: Your eyes, as if from the shore, tremble slightly. And you fell in love, Lost in his gaze, And there is no turning back—your fate is sealed. I repeat: you submitted, Yes, he is your light, your haven, The only true path. Oh, Mila, with adoration, tenderness, warmth, You look into his eyes—they hold a whole house. And he's good, he's done everything: He fulfilled what you so desired— To love, to cherish, to keep in your soul, to exalt, to adore, to preserve in your heart. -