You by Vladimir Mayakovsky
You came – determined, because I was large, because I was roaring, but on close inspection you saw a mere boy. You seized and snatched away my heart and began to play with it – like a girl with a bouncing ball. And before this miracle every woman was either a lady astounded or a maiden inquiring: “Love such a fellow? Why, he'll pounce on you! She must be a lion tamer, a girl from the zoo!” But I was triumphant. I didn’t feel it – the yoke! Oblivious with joy, I jumped and leapt about, a bride-happy redskin, I felt so elated and light.
Transcribed: by Mitch Abidor.
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