Why I can imagine your lips on my skin,
And your long fingers intertwined around my waist?
This autumn once again didn’t bring me peace,
And I still wish for your warm breath on my chest.
I do not cry while autumn rain is running down my face,
I still see shiny sparkles in your eyes and feel tickles down my neck.
While your long muscular legs squeeze my shaking thighs,
I caress you my dear, can’t you feel trembling palms on your back?
Passion in me, autumn all around, colours and fantasy.
There are no artists that can better paint longing within me.
Stay with me in this garden full of unfulfilled dreams and
Never leave your place, in my soul I do not wish to become free.
Why you? The same as a red tree, you stand out.
Nobody is as you, by no means perfection is what I seek.
Nature in my garden drew the most intriguing scene.
Touch and hug me. Only that will stop the rain that flows down my cheek.
Love,
Kristina
Sunday, October 6th, 2022
Photograph: Bruno
Kiša pada niz moje lice
Zašto mogu zamisliti tvoje usne na svojoj koži,
I tvoje duge prste što se isprepliću oko mog struka?
Ova jesen mi opet nije donijela mir
I još uvijek želim tvoj topli dah na svojim grudima.
Ne plačem dok mi jesenja kiša niz lice teče,
Još uvijek vidim sjaj u tvojim očima koji me golica po vratu.
Dok tvoje duge mišićave noge stiskaju moja drhtava bedra,
Milujem te dragi, zar ne osjećaš tritave dlanove na svojim leđima?
Strast u meni, jesen svuda okolo, boje i fantazija.
Nema umjetnika koji mogu bolje naslikati čežnju unutar mene.
Ostani sa mnom u ovom vrtu punom neostvarenih snova i
Nikada ne napuštaj svoje mjesto, u svojoj duši ne želim postati slobodna.
Zašto ti? Ističeš se kao crveno drvo u tom vrtu.
Nitko nije kao ti, iako savršenstvo nije ono što tražim.
Priroda je u mom vrtu nacrtala najintrigantniji prizor.
Dodirni me i zagrli. Samo to će zaustaviti kišu koja teče niz moje obraze.
S ljubavlju,
Kristina
Nedelja, 6. studenog 2022
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