Sin.. Refik Martinović
You left that night
when the sky cried
with sorrow
and whining autumn rains
watered the cobblestones
our courtyards
of our yard
and we never saw
each other again.
You left ....
and forgot all the kisses
that stayed at the end
of the street
your sin didn't hurt you
nor did you see how sad
all the birds were tonight.
I'll be waiting...
to be dawn in the morning
and let the tired loneliness go
I will seek you in our time
which I hid in my poems
maybe you didn't know
that hidden love
ignites the most
when the flame of fire
remains in us
I'll lean my head
on the warm wing
of silence
to hear the scream
of parting
and dream
of days gone by
when you had the glow
In your eye
lit the lanterns of the sleeping city
being my darling
. and now I am your sin
let other loves judge you.
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