The River Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

The River



You
Sang alone
Alone by the autumn willow
With the face in the shadow made of water drop
I was flowing

You
Sang alone
Alone by the banks meeting in eternity
With sounds silent on your lips
I was flowing

I loved your song
And your face in the shadow made of water drop
And the sounds silent on your lips
This is why I was flowing

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