utorak, 01.12.2009.

Ispijam gutljaje tvog famoznog whiskeya i pripoto se smješkam slatkoći trenutaka.
Uskoro ću pijano zažmiriti i slobodna od svih barijera, predati se suštini tvog tijela.
Bit ću sretna, znam.
Mogla bih još 300 puta pogledati Prljavi ples, sve dok sam tvoja Baby ilitiga bejbe.
Privinuta uz tebe gasim zvijezde pogledom.
Trenuci s tobom prebrzo prolaze.
Bojim se da se ne pretvore u sjećanja.
One se smiju mojoj "navodnoj" ravnodušnosti i kaže da izgaram u zaljubljenosti.
Pretjeruju.
No svejedno volim zavuči ruku pod tvoju i igrati se pramenom tvoje kose.
Noć postaje toplija.
Dive se tvojem razumu i toleranciji, ne vjerujući da je netko uspio udovoljiti
svim kriterijima mog blokiranog uma.
Najradije bih ti priznala da se smiješim svakoj poruci, pogledu i neopreznoj emociji.
No previše se bojim da bi moglo boljeti,
od onog trenutka kad te odlučim zavoljeti...

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