Caffe DV

Winter slaps me in Novi Sad

wandering along wet streets and smoky bars.

Mirrors, cigarettes and Riesling wine

It all comes in three, for good or bad.

An empty bench, leaves on the grass, unwritten stories that steal our time

One more glass

Kissing in the dark will get our summer back.

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