Indigo Autumn

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Indigo Autumn

Big City Solitude
* * * (Sometimes you don’t know)
A Manual for Surviving Life (after the summer)
Underground Sun
Foolish to Cry
I Close My Eyes into the Night
Flight at 6 AM
Until the End of the World

Sleepy I see you off
falling stars scream
under the wheels of your suitcase
only hours ago
they knitted our dream

you leave a fragrance
hidden above my mouth
to be carried through the day
as a cicada, as a silent pain

I fight all stimuli
a long and sticky day
I wonder, will I search for you through memories
will I call myself
then and now
to find you?!

I’ve chosen this piece of life
to live within
my kindred star whispered
I’ve been consistent

but could I’ve followed anything else
– the sunset caresses your part of the bed

you’re not at home
when we are, we seek each other even then
you are somewhere, I’m there
I’m within you, you are within me
I slowly raise the stars
where they belong
to take me to my dreams
to cover your skies

AuthorGorana Mitrović
2018-08-21T17:22:38+00:00 June 21st, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 96|0 Comments