You are my moment and my dream,
My glorious word within the sounds,
You are as beautiful as you are the secret,
You are the truth as much as the lust.

Stay unreachable, silent and far,
As for dream of happiness is more than happiness itself.
Be one time flame, as youth.
Let your shadow and echo be all to be remembered by.

Heart is writing its history on a falling tear,
On an immense pain that love marks its target.
The truth is only dreaming of the soul.
Kiss is the most beautiful meeting in the world.

You are the image of my apparition,
Your sunny decor knitted through my dream.
You were the fascination of my thought,
Symbol of all conceits, defeated and icy-cold.
But you don't exist, neither you ever did.

Born within my silence and despair,
From the Sun of my heart you were shining
Because everything we worship, we have created ourselves.

That is a stunning poem by Jovan Ducic. Thanks for posting it!

Thank you very much :)
We share same first name...
Jovan is John in English, but since you know about him this is something that you know also :)

My youngest son is half Serbian. His father, my ex-fiance endured a concentration camp during the war. With aid of Red Cross, he and his family came to US. I was present when he became a citizen. It's an emotional ceremony.

We remain great friends although our relationship did not work out. We have a super awesome child together which we cherish.

Thanks again for the post.

Earnest in an esoteric sense..

I love a lot of his work.. Great post. thank you