Nastasimir Franović

Dubrovnik 12.04. 1960.
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Desire

Desire

I didn't see you nacked that night.
In your sighing, I felt all my vigor
With your teeth when you bite your lips,
Under the moonlight ray which turned off on the window
I saw how you desired me

Your skin, soft and white
Your breasts are like flower buds under my lips.
Your hair is bridled under your shoulders.
Your thighs all white nestled to me
Oh how passionate and timid you were that night

Your avid lips didn't let me sleep
I didn't see you nacked that night.
Oh how you all wanted to surrender

In your sighing, I felt all my vigor
How to forget the night and that ray of moonlight
My mind tried hundreds of times to make your figure from memories.
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