unpublished obituary

Nema kraja ni početka

Ispod kamena, miris lipe.

Pišeš po oblaku, kovitlaš šuškavo lišće

I sa leptirićima se igraš.

Na telo ličiš, u mislima stojiš.

45 15 33 N 19 49 45 E
062016

3 for france

24h in November

Dolazim meko. Neposlušno. Neprimento.

Kao povetarac što mrsi kosu.

Provlačim se polako iz daljine,

uvlačim se pod kožu i tečem kroz vene.

Čista i prazna.

Kao jezero - da od mene praviš reku.

Kao osmeh - da me podeliš.

Kao jutro plavo - da me naučiš.

Kao ljubav - da me zavoliš.

45 15 33 N 19 49 45 E

234820102015

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I don’t know why,

but my soul loves your soul.

If you lead the way,

I will follow.

If you put your lips on mine,

I will wrap myself around you.

If you climb higher,

I will take your hand and join.

If you dance,

I will dance with you.

If you smile,

I will smile back.

If you wish,

I will sing to you.

But if you stop,

I will not understand.

43 31 52 N 5 27 14 E

175314112015

1415km=295h

This is what no money can buy.

And you even turned around at the airport goodbye.

To this day, you go everywhere with me leaving

an invisible trace of a thread lost in some other parallel world that might have been ours.

43 41 45 N 7 16 17 E

181608122016

Equation

And then we just let our hands go…At first it felt as the warmth of the palms is still there, but then it started slowly to be cooler, and cooler… Wherever I go, I think of him. Sometimes I even dream. What does he to? Climbs mountain peaks, that’s what he does. Far away, but still close to my soul. I wonder if our invisible bonds can still be felt by both of us. Thin as they may be. Intertwined. Knots-full of our travels and wanderings. My impatience swaps with sadness and melancholy this time. Things I can’t affect. An avalanche of emotions… Hope the spring will melt whatever snow there might have been left...

45 15 0 N, 19 51 0 E

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