Once upon a time,
there was an adulteress...


Passenger, that the road brought,
have a glass with fresh water
from my spring, and kiss me only
this hot afternoon.
And, then, go and do not come back
any more. Forget the road that brought
you to me, and remember
only of my beauty.

For, if you come back, you will learn
my weakness, and I will not let you
go any more.

Poetry by Dejan
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Written on 2006-12-16 at 20:05

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