Our love is the highway of love,
we run headlong, we overtake without mercy.
Where all the signposts disappeared
and that “STOP” sign ?!
Where does this road lead,
where is our beginning and where is our end?
All the roadside signs are gone,
while as a blind man my heart wanders,
in this race on the highway of love.
© Vildana Stanisic
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