Desanka Maksimovic

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your every word

Your every word, grew in me into a song, your every word. Your every touch, grew in me into embrace, your every touch. Our accidental encounter, grew in me into life, our accidental encounter. All that happened to me because of you, as if enchanted lives in me, and it seems, it will not pass, everything that happened to me because of you. And I would like that only now I love you for the first time. I would like not to believe that my heart will pass with you once you’re gone.

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