<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462365" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>That Night Was Longer Than My Breath</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I threw the questions down the streams<br>From the pale apple of the Moon’s eye<br>I tore the sights of the world</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With the bare boughs of my own fingers<br>I dived into the breathing of hours<br>There was with me the treetop of mist beating<br>Carried the moonlight bough glow </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Across the woods I whispered the cold<br>Hidden within the gorges of the world<br>Down the abyss of my own lips<br>Pushed down<br>That night was longer than my breath</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when the dawn sweated over my brow<br>Hints cracking alongside my hair<br>Could not patchwork the morning smile</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Ta no&#263; mi je bila duža od daha<br>Niz potoke pitanja bacih<br>Iz bliede zjene Mjese&#269; evog oka<br>Potrgah prizore svijeta</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sa golim granjem ro&#273; enih prstiju<br>Uronih u disanje sati<br>Samnom je kucala krošnja od magle<br>Na granama ponijela mjese&#269; ast sjaj</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Po šumama studen prošaptah<br>U vrleti svijeta skrivena<br>Niz obronke ro&#273; enih usana<br>Survana<br>Ta no&#263; mi je bila duža od daha</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A kad mi se svitanju orosilo &#269; elo<br>Sa kosom dok su mi pucale i slutnje<br>Nisam znala jutru da zakrpim osmjeh</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Miroslava+Odalovic">Miroslava Odalovic</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462365" data-title="That Night Was Longer Than My Breath de Miroslava Odalovic" data-description="I threw the questions down the streams From the pale apple of the Moon’s eye I tore the sights of the world With the bare boughs of my own fingers I dived into the breathing of hours There was with me the treetop of mist beating Carried the moo..."></div> </div> </div>

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