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The fireflies dance around
the fiery thoughts
inside
desires
making storms
But there's no such
sensual thought
no speech so minimal
like the feeling of your touch on my skin

~

Kresnice plešejo naokrog ognjenih misli
znotraj
želje
manifestirajo nevihte
Ampak nobena misel ni tako čutna
noben govor toliko minimalen
kot občutek tvojega dotika na moji koži

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