GYPSY
I tried to write on the dotted line,
and tried to tell you
all the things I didn’t have a chance to;
this earth is just a round ball of
nothingness, if I am not around you.
The curtain of the night... well,
it knew how to hide us: the excitement!
to the pleasure you were a thief, took it,
ran with it, hiding it like a gypsy
stealing the treasure.
I didn’t have a chance to say much, or
how the night befriended us, with the
atmosphere that was for lovers, but if you
decide silence instead of words, there’ll be
a free flow to this tears.
At some other time, if complexities of life
are not many, you can come, or choose to
forget... or even become distant, but
because I know you in a certain way
I will love you in secret.
Silvana (Brkaric) Krculic
