Kristina
In front of your door I find joy
This is my playground, my happy place
Like a girl that chases a boy
The waiting area becomes my favourite space.
When you speak with others, I listen to your voice
My excitement grows when you are in view
Sitting there for hours would be my optimal choice
If only I had an excuse to stay in this beloved queue.
Minutes passing quickly, soon you call my name
With your smile you make my heart an open arena
I walk towards you and it is never the same
In my mind I often recall the way you say “Kristina”.
You apologise for keeping me waiting
“Let me wait, I really do not mind”
Our few minutes alone, it is not dating
But it counts as love so truly refined.
Written: May 15th 2020
Kristina
Ispred Tvojih vrata nalazim srecu,
To je moja igraonica, moje sretno mjesto.
Poput djevojcice sam koja trci za djecakom,
Cekaonica postaje moje omiljeno odrediste.
Slusam te dok pricas sa drugima,
Cim te ugledam moje uzbudjenje poraste.
Kad bih mogla birati sjedila bih tamo satima,
Kad bih samo imala ispriku da ostanem dio tog ambijenta.
Minute brzo prolaze, uskoro prozivas moje ime
Sa svojim osmijehom cinis da moje srce postaje otvorena marina
Hodam prema Tebi I to nikad nije isto
U mislima se cesto prisjecam nacina na koji kazes “Kristina”.
Ispricavas se sto si me pustio cekati
“Pusti me da cekam, zaista mi ne smeta.”
Nasih nekoliko minuta nasamo, ne, nije to spoj
Ali ipak se racuna kao ljubav tako istancano sazeta.
Original napisan na engleskom: 15. Svibnja 2020.
Prevedeno na hrvatski: 15. Sijecnja 2021.
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