Miroslava Odalovic Biography

dance the river is there to rise
dance touch me and close your eyes
dance the winds will touch your feet
just dance and dance feel the beat
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how on earth do you expect me
to fulfill your required field
you want the poems to be about
friends
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All the guests are gone
Silence on the glass brims
Their laughter will fade out
Their footsteps will be swallowed
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Do not touch the heart of the witch
No heart do I have thus she will say
It is the dark hole I deeply enjoy
Self tortured pain screaming for more
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I dreamt of sunshine in water pools
Of drops and ripples smiling though undone
Of a moonlit Luna and her ancient fools
Barking at the newly born sun
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