Passion ~ Strast Poem by Jankovic Zoran

Sometimes I wish her passionately
like a smoker who dreams of smoke.
I just sigh deeply
because I know that night,
i know she is far away.

Suddenly, in my mind,
as if I could smell her,
I'm shivering all over and it's tight in my soul
because she is not beside me.

I know now someone else is with her,
that someone else is enjoying her charms.
The night is raining too, I'm lonely
I regret that I did not, at the time,
bought my favorite Chocolate.

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Passion

Sometimes I wish Her passionately
like a smoker who dreams of smoke.
I just sigh deeply
because I know that is night,
and I know She is far away.

Suddenly, in my mind,
as if I could smell her,
I'm shivering all over
and it's tight in my soul
because She is not beside me.

I know now someone else is with Her,
that someone else is enjoying Her charms.
The night is raining, I'm lonely.
I regret that I didn't, at the time,
bought my, favorite Chocolate.