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U mojim si mislima i dan i noć, non stop
ritam bluza kroz mene, gospel, folk, pop
nepokolebljiv u svim slikama moje mašte
koje su realne, nemoguće, prljave, tašte..

Zaokupljaš moje misli poput elektriciteta
tek iskra potpaljuje vatru mog kapaciteta
da ogrije moju dušu bliskošću i toplinom
obaspe me odasvud nježnošću, milinom.

Tvoja? Pa kako u svemu ne bih ja bila
ljubav me pridiže i daje anđeoska krila
da uzletim gore povrh svih tih planina
sklupčanih u kalup svih muških oblina.

Koje me ne privlače, jer nemaju tebe
ne znače mi ništa, ja poznajem sebe
samo ono što me opčinjava i drži fokus
ne traži od mene sa drugim raditi pokus.

Tvoje sve je u savršenoj kombinaciji
energija koju ćutim i budnoj naraciji
pogledu u kojem je beskonačno nebo
čak i onda kad se prikazuje placebo.

S tobom se u meni lako sve pokreće
postojano, sigurno kao zemlja okreće
užitak je kao na panoramskom kotaču
brzo i temperamentno, ravno okidaču.

U mislima u toploj vodi gdje sam naga
opuštena sa svih strana, čak i straga
opijena bistrinom u očima vidovnjaka
fokusirana pogledom na daždevnjaka.

Trčim kroz zidove kamenoga grada
bježim, ne dam da ljubav naša strada
ti u odori bijeloj prepunoj raznih ordena
sa osmijehom autoriteta stečenih poena.

S ljubavlju, Željka.

Autor: Željka Šabić

You are in my thoughts day and night, nonstop—
the rhythm of the blues runs through me: gospel, folk, pop.
Unshaken in every image of my imagination,
which are real, impossible, dirty, vain…

You occupy my thoughts like electricity;
just one spark ignites the fire of my capacity
to warm my soul with closeness and warmth,
to shower me from all sides with tenderness and affection.

Yours? Well, how could I not be yours in all of this?
Love elevates me and gives me angelic wings
to fly up above all those mountains
curled into the mold of all masculine curves.

They do not attract me, because they do not have you;
they mean nothing to me—I know myself.
Only what enchants me and holds my focus—
do not ask me to experiment with anyone else.

Everything of yours is in perfect combination:
the energy I feel and your watchful narration,
the gaze in which there is an endless sky,
even when it appears to be a placebo.

With you, everything within me moves easily—
steady and certain, like the turning of the earth.
It is a pleasure, like on a Ferris wheel:
fast and temperamental, straight to the trigger.

In my thoughts, in warm water, where I am naked,
relaxed from every side, even from behind,
intoxicated by the clarity in a seer’s eyes,
my gaze fixed on a salamander.

I run through the walls of a stone city;
I flee, refusing to let our love suffer.
You, in a white robe covered with various decorations,
with a smile of authority and earned points.

With love, Željka.

Author: Željka Šabić

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