Wounded eagle.. Reflk Martinović

 

 The gate swings
 in silence alone
 one took you
 October darkness
 you left when it was town
 sank into the night
 and the stars were fading ...
 ...that night
 I offered you
 to dream
 mowed years
 lost in the shadows
 of one youth
 And bird nests abducted
 to warm you in them
 because you always were
 my other name for love
 the companion of my restless nights.

 I will never stop
 to dream of you
 until I wake up
 on your lips
 and do not empty the abyss
 in a wounded soul.

 ... Will you love me
 when silver shines
 on my head
 and when they blur
 in our distances
 your vistas are blue
 you buried
 one love
 my middle name.

     
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