Who I am.. Slavka Bozovic

What is it that defines me and my essence
What is my image in your eyes?
Am I the silver windshield of the moon
Or, a spiritual bond stronger than steel ?!
Am I a four-leaf clover?
Or a black cat with big problems,
A spectrum of long colors that shine,
Under the eyelid when rhapsody waves ?!
Am I your restlessness or consolation?
Or I'm your imaginary obsession,
Made of the seventh odd number,
How do you define me, who am I really ?!
Am I the woman you dream of?
Or I am the illusion of heavenly sparks,
In the labyrinth of the infinity of the untouchable,
I will ask for a nice precise explanation ?!
Am I your first morning thought?
In the heart of longing the flame of love,
With the imprint of a sigh, the seal of the inscribed name,
Who am I, I absolutely want to know that ?!
Or maybe I'm the Archangel's muse?
Protective image in the wallet pocket,
Severe primordial incurable tear,
Or an innocent noble soul great ?!
How do you perceive me, who am I?
Don't hide your honest opinion from me,
I may be karma, but I wouldn't like that,
But I know, I can't be your curse!!!

© Slavka Bozovic
Montenegro