A silvery rope in the sky
Measuring the stars
And the span of dreams
Beyond my eyes
Alas!
How this life is easy
To touch and to smell
Parks of Eden, gardens of Hell
And to hear and to see
Roads to wisdom, music of sin
And yet,
In me insatiable longing for beauty
A silvery star in the sky
Pretending to tell the time
As if it were important
As if I didn’t know
The time was up
Alas!
The cruelty of your fragrant presence
Eternally dying on my hands
Begging for understanding
Ending my words with despair
And yet
And Yet
© Copyright: Драгана Старчевич, 2018
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