l saw you trembling
when you have touched
the falling star,
a running tear on my palm
that makes the sea darker.
Close your eyes!
That splendor in the grass
will burn your soul.
Kiss the scar in my eyes gently!
the flavor on your lips
The Lihtning Of Hot Flame
What lies behind the flash of lighting?
As we look at the bank of trebisnjica
and the waves of its magic dust?
in our eyes,
burned my hands and it shed a long valley leander
so my thoughts hardly breathe.
Our words wrapped in silence
and our sun stopped to breathe.
We were born in the crucifixion of our verses
By dancing the touch of our souls,
we spread dreamy hills
We closed the forbidden emotions with
a dead scream
WE died in the valley of rosemary,
from the loving ocean ,
Only stays the dedication to the sunken cloud.
I am asking the sinking stars why I have brought you the wind..
Do they want to keep my eyes
wide in the eye of your heavenly memory...
Where has you sun travelled,
so you keep your loving sights in the swan's chest ,
Do not cry my angel!
There are countless reasons to hug your eyes without a face,
In the shadow of innocent contact with your eyes ...
In the shadow of an innocent touch with
a link And for my hands of light ,
l gushed your scream with a song without a word..
And every word l hear ,
the moon is a witness of the uninvited lips...!
ZDRAVKA BABIĆ ,Kralja Petra Oslobodioca7/1 89230 BILEĆA REPUBLIKA SRPSKA BOSNA I HERCEGOVINA
Prevela Thalija Babic
I Was Yours
You holded a firefly
In your hansa
With trembling touch
You cuddled the glow of ligh
t I was sleeping in the Evening sun.
The wind stunned me
With your scent
Under the light of the candle.
I was your peace and glow