Bodies don't have always
to follow, each other's, movements.
They don't need thoughts that are similar
to understand each other.
There is no absolute harmony of life.
Sometimes, one moment, is enough
when you close your eyes of happiness
because you saw a sincere smile,
but once is enough, apparently,
just an unusual detail:
The naughty whisker behind which
hides the eyes that glow with the happy.
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Čuperak
Ne moraju tijela, jedno drugom,
uvijek da prate pokrete.
Ne moraju misli da budu slične
da bi, jedno s drugim, razumjeli.
Ne postoji apsolutna harmonija života.
Nekad je dovoljan trenutak
kad zatvoriš oči od sreće
jer si vidio iskreni osmijeh,
a nekad je dovoljan, naizgled,
samo neobičan detalj:
Nestašni čuperak iza koga
se kriju oči koje svijetle srećnom.
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