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V prikritem trepetanju,
Da sem edina,
Medtem te ljubim
Bolj in bolj,
Čakam, da bo spet čisto,
V solzavem obupu
Ti rišem po koži –
Skrit dotik predanosti,
Tu sem,
Vzemi me celo,
Dala ti bom vse,
Brez pomisleka,
Brez druge misli,
Položi me na trnje,
Potoži spet o tem,
da te je tako neznansko strah,
Se bom še zadnjič potopila v spomin.
Thursday 21st March 2019 11:55 am
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