zbudim se iz sanj

                                                                           dotik

                                                                 dveh ljubečih duš

                                                                  ljubezen in strast

                                                                      sta rojeni

                                                                    prsti v prepletu

                                                               razkošnost večumja

                                                                           dotik  

                                                                      svilene kože

                                                                     od trdih prsi

                                                                   do vrat ekstaze

                                                                   kot mlade so trte    

                                                                  midva prepletena

                                                                   v vročični noči

                                                                   šepetajo še vzdihi

                                                                     vzdihujejo bori                                                      

                                                                  v jutro s pridihom

                                                                   zbudim se iz sanj

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