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The last I heard

Was how you gave

Your life

To the sea.

 

Then a friend

Called saying-

How you wished

To be here with me.

 

Brooklyn is glittering

This season

The cold wind here, always

Trembles my soul.

 

But did you guess?

Without you here, love-

Nothing can

Make me whole.

 

Lost in thoughts,

I run-

Thinking I can outrun

Anything

 

I run on this

Life’s long pavement

Not sure what

Tomorrow will bring?

 

You called

Asking,

Was I okay after

The twin tower tragedy

 

Got the message.

Yeah, I am still here

No,  nothing is wrong

With me.

 

Unlike the lost

Time, my thoughts

Travel, beyond the moon,

And the sea.

 

And just like

The first time we met

The same storm, precedes

To follow me.

 

But, love, I forgot

To tell you: with

This season

Of many lights–

 

Like to a windswept

November

Or a soldier waiting in ambush,

So lonely are my nights.

 

Your voice

Is now hollow

Mine is calling out to you.

Hope, it’s not in vain?

 

Tears have turned

To crystals– not sure

If from passion? Or…

The freezing cold rain.

 

The city is glittering

This season,

The cold wind here, always

Trembles my soul,

 

But did you guess?

Without you here, love–

Nothing can

Make me whole.

 

Silvana Brkaric Krculic

Odgovori

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