I ask for so “little” in this world full of possessions.
I dream of touching your shoulder with my forehead,
I crave a little water on the palm of tenderness.
Stay and kiss my lips that resist transience.
I want your hands wrapped around my waist,
As the most delicate silk I would carry you around me.
I long for giving in a world full of demands.
Stay, listen to my wishes that sigh for us.
I know that my "little" is the top of a mountain.
In our world, our hug is so much bigger than us.
But I still long for your lips on the neck of our spring.
Stay, maybe then illusive happiness will flow into us.
Love,
Kristina
Thursday, May 19th, 2022
Moje “malo”
Tražim tako “malo” u ovom svijetu prepunom imanja.
Sanjam o dodiru mog čela na tvom ramenu,
Žudim za nešto malo vode na dlanu nježnosti.
Zastani i poljubi moje usne što se opiru prolaznosti. .
Priželjkujem tvoje ruke omotane oko mog stuka,
Kao najnježniju svilu ja bih te nosila oko sebe.
Čeznem za davanjem u svijetu punom traženja.
Zastani, osluhni moje želje sto uzdišu za nama.
Znam ja da je moje “malo” vrh velikog brijega.
U našem je svijetu naš zagrljaj toliko veći od nas;
Al’ ja i dalje čeznem za tvojim usnama na vratu našeg proljeća.
Zastani, možda se tada i varljiva sreća pretoči u nas.
S ljubavlju,
Kristina
Četvrtak, 19. svibnja 2022.
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