Thursday, 3 August 2017

Bože, oprosti mi što sam sav život u jedan san o ljubavi stopila

Nebo, pomozi mom glupom srcu
što nije budno korak pratilo
vremenu koje je idola srušilo
i hram mu u pepeo sunovratilo...

2 comments:

Giga said...

Or maybe you're expecting too much from love. Maybe you have such a hot heart that others do not keep up. Regards.

Alexandra said...

You are right!
I wish you all the best!

You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....
You'll never be able to escape from your heart. So, it's better to listen to what it has to say. That way you'll never have to fear an unanticipated blow...