Once upon a time, there were two lovers...
An eagle is hovering
high in the sky.
Pine trees smell and
the birds are singing resoundingly.
The air is of spring and mild.
Like bedding, the herbs are.
I kiss your firm body
and the day. I hug your soul
like a white and lovable lamb.
And the raindrop consecrates
our love.
Like dry fern, we are soft
and smell of pine trees.
In us, birds are singing
and the spring wind
is rustling
softly.
Poetry by Dejan
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Written on 2006-11-09 at 10:53
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Fern
An eagle is hovering
high in the sky.
Pine trees smell and
the birds are singing resoundingly.
The air is of spring and mild.
Like bedding, the herbs are.
I kiss your firm body
and the day. I hug your soul
like a white and lovable lamb.
And the raindrop consecrates
our love.
Like dry fern, we are soft
and smell of pine trees.
In us, birds are singing
and the spring wind
is rustling
softly.
Poetry by Dejan
Read 470 times
Written on 2006-11-09 at 10:53
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