WINTER MAGIC OF LOVE.. Bojana Simeunović

 

Honey, ...
I'm looking for you, ... I'm waiting for you ...
Streets are dark and lighted,
Covered with snow,
But I'am still looking for your traces of love.

In every passerby I seek your smile,
I look at you in every window,
I can smell your perfume ....
in every snowflake that melts on my face.

This sky is covered with white clouds,
and somehow it seems to me that you are present in everyone.

Sometimes even a cloud looks like you in my eyes,
a little bright, a little black.

Honey,
 I'm looking for you, ....
In our park, ..
where the views first met,
on our snow-covered bench.
 I'm looking for your trail, your footprint in the snow.
You are not here,...
You're not here,...
but the smell of your skin is, your lips.
I only find you in my thoughts,
 to my heart, to my dreams, ..
and I enjoy the winter magic of love alone
         dreaming of you, .....