First Love Poem by Dejan Stojanovic

First Love

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Forgotten feelings and words
Or we are simply sleeping;

Shy to feel or just weak to name it,
Afraid of losing or lost and frozen

In a hug, while the music was playing,
On the terrace in St. Stefan

When we first felt it
And watched the naughty waves

Drumming like a pendulum
Over the shores.

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Dejan Stojanovic

Dejan Stojanovic

Pec, Kosovo (the former Yugoslavia)
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