Dejan Stojanovic Poems

I promised to write you a poem
Every day in a year.
Every day a new flower.
I promised to write flowers for you
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We left that early morning
To ride horses, feel fresh air, see the Sun,
See the forest and rest on the blanket
When we get tired of riding.
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Born from the natural attraction
Of vowels and consonants
Alliterating or merging into a fugue
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It ended.
Just like that
Quick
No explanation.
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That star in the night sky
Is not there anymore
But we see it and will see it
For millions of years yet to come.
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Our desire to say more grows bigger
And what to say about it,
Except that saying is not always about saying,
Growing is not always about growing.
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I remember the snows in the summer's light
Thinking of winter in summer;
When I see the blue, I see white;
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