Tvoja   kosa

 

 

                                                            Miris kose tvoje, crnilo rasuto na jastuku,

                                                            lebdi prema meni, plijeni moju želju.

                                                            Požudno udišem miris poziva,

                                                            uranjam u njenu pozivajuću tamu.

                                                            O, koliko volim buđenja umotana u miris tvoje kose!

 

 

 

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