If She Does Not Come Back
I have been waiting for her since my last poem
Maybe she has been delayed by this crazy wind of hopelessness
Snowed in by a false smile of nostalgia
There she is. Wet and frozen with a tired step
Bowed down with regret she is coming back into my life
No, I was wrong
The sigh seller
Is coming back from her midnight shift
On the Square of Lost Love
I will invite her to get wam in
My heart's warm home
Or maybe I will not
My heart is full of trepidation and pain
And I cannot receive her hardship
It is better if I wait
For the one from my last poem
She always comes back
She is my stork and swallow
Return ticket to my life
But what if she does not come back
poem by Jankovic Zoran
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