Pjesma 18

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uz svo kamenje satrano pod košutama

dok mi stopala sad samo na umor liče

sva moja glad u mahovinu opet zarasla

kao tvoji prsti dok novo stijenje gone

 

uz svu smolu borova na jezicima jelena

dok mi kružna dobrota u strah prelazi

svi moji pogledi nanovo paprati krče

kao tvoj mir dok ti kukovi vodu uvrću

 

uz svu grmljavinu što kroz rogove leti

dok mi kožu nova vodnica opet ruži

sva moja jeka samo u pećine staje

kao tvoje oči dok obzorje opet plave

 

© Ognjen Radović; 2014

 

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