Razlika

U mom snu
boje se smeše,
a u tvom plaču.

U snu mome
razležu se pesme
raskalašne,
a tvojim vlada
svetački mir.

Moj san
mirisom ljiljana
opija,
tvoj tek za
tamjan zna.

Kako me onda
sanjaš,
moj grešniče?

Todora Škoro


Published: 24.04.2011.
Classified as: Poezija
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