Miroslava Odalovic Poems

Come into my dreams like beauty flash stirred by passion
The arms might break me before the dawn
But it won't hurt
Just never hide there with midnight flowers raising black buds and thorns
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The dawn confined to the break of words
Please do carry beyond the blue eyes and the ashes of light
Here - go and say it it's time
Though I know the first word will break the lips into pieces
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So much to place between the parting lips
Nothing really to dwell upon
The air flowing in wetness
Mercifully kills all
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Mother's milk is Love itself
The more you give
the more abundant it becomes
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Even if the leaves of ground turn red of my blood
Even if the leaves of ground turn happy yellow into dust
Even the leaves of ground turn brown into ashes
Even if the leaves of ground turn black into the night
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Where I have ceased the morning will move on
I'll recognise the down by the drops of rain
I want to watch the sun as if it were the first time
I want to watch the sky as if it were the last
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Where darkness speaks the languages of dust
Mourn the last hour before the lines break fast
Where dreams of lights shatter the seascape
Glittering waves looking for a shore
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you are suicidal
your left moon rays
you prey no light on a dark side
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this blue eyed forever
that's resting in the sky
I took but a hint always coming nigh
too nigh for a breath to draw a line of eyes
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tenderly you come
to touch the locks of hair
that rest there on the pillow
feathered in a dream
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