<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167</id><updated>2012-01-04T22:04:11.644+01:00</updated><category term='poezija'/><title type='text'>minusmavrica / vilinkasnežinka</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aljoša</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06538446524451126830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taK2IuGqk7A/S-CFytGed4I/AAAAAAAAAas/obYn2ms0kEc/S220/Day072+RMX.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-5114127635028710522</id><published>2009-12-10T09:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:20:14.127+01:00</updated><title type='text'>signali. (Kje si Romeo? (haiku) - Iz Mavrice Stkana)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://izmavricestkana.blogspot.com/2009/01/je-z-mojim-poklonom-prosta-poezija-rime.html"&gt;Kje si Romeo? (haiku) - Iz Mavrice Stkana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iščem tvoje ime v nepotiskanih knjigah.&lt;br /&gt;Iščem tvoj obraz v telefonskem imeniku.&lt;br /&gt;Iščem tvoj podpis na moji koži.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Štejem modrice.&lt;br /&gt;Toliko kot imam modric,&lt;br /&gt;tolikokrat si odšla.&lt;br /&gt;Tolikokrat sem se vrgel s strehe.&lt;br /&gt;Tolikokrat sem se pobral.&lt;br /&gt;Vsakič znova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roke iztegnem, proti praznini,&lt;br /&gt;a ko jih sklenem, si v mojem objemu ti.&lt;br /&gt;Tvoj dih na moji koži, tvoji lasje med mojimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V nebo ti pošiljam signale,&lt;br /&gt;zažigam nebotičnike in cirkuške šotore.&lt;br /&gt;Zažigam resnost in veselje,&lt;br /&gt;vse kar imam.&lt;br /&gt;Naj te doseže.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(minus:nula)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-5114127635028710522?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/5114127635028710522/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=5114127635028710522&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 2'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/5114127635028710522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/5114127635028710522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2009/12/signali-kje-si-romeo-haiku-iz-mavrice.html' title='signali. (Kje si Romeo? (haiku) - Iz Mavrice Stkana)'/><author><name>Aljoša</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06538446524451126830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taK2IuGqk7A/S-CFytGed4I/AAAAAAAAAas/obYn2ms0kEc/S220/Day072+RMX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-4095631159199103306</id><published>2009-05-12T01:17:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:43:43.764+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti in jaz. (rdeča snežinka) // V popolnem letu (Vilinček)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;nastalo v preletu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rdeča snežinka: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2009/04/ti-in-jaz.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti in jaz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2009/04/ti-in-jaz.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2009/04/ti-in-jaz.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V popolnem letu (Vilinček)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glasba: Nightwish - While Your Lips Are Still Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BeAx4ZXN5g&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BeAx4ZXN5g&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;(ne gre za priredbo in besedilo ni pisano na melodijo;&lt;br /&gt;glasba je le kot podlaga ob kateri je nastajala pesem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334712613386504546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/Sgi023uyyWI/AAAAAAAAA14/9tWIZzTaEY4/s320/IMG_9745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(Slike iz peska - Stanke Golob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam zbežale&lt;br /&gt;so vse sanje?&lt;br /&gt;Kje so skrite obležale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da jih v zarji&lt;br /&gt;več ne vidim,&lt;br /&gt;ki v večernem so škrlatu&lt;br /&gt;z nežno svilo svet ovile;&lt;br /&gt;a z novim jutrom v zlatu&lt;br /&gt;se z dragulji sonca zlile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ugasnile za zmeraj?&lt;br /&gt;Tam sijale so še včeraj...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Kdo stražarji&lt;br /&gt;so zakladov?&lt;br /&gt;Kje so njihovi vladarji?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da v temnice&lt;br /&gt;so ujete,&lt;br /&gt;ki ne vidijo več dneva&lt;br /&gt;z iskrimi očmi pastirjev;&lt;br /&gt;ne čarobnega napeva,&lt;br /&gt;le prelete netopirjev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So utihnile piščali?&lt;br /&gt;Tam za srečo so igrali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;S čim tančice&lt;br /&gt;njih se tkejo?&lt;br /&gt;Kje so žarkov plamenice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da prižgejo&lt;br /&gt;luč Parnasa ...&lt;br /&gt;ki še upa in verjame&lt;br /&gt;v lepote večnih krajev;&lt;br /&gt;te začara in prevzame,&lt;br /&gt;drug ob drugem brez deljajev ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Še verjameš v neizpeto?&lt;br /&gt;Ti in jaz v popolnem letu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-4095631159199103306?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4095631159199103306/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=4095631159199103306&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 9'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/4095631159199103306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/4095631159199103306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2009/05/ti-in-jaz-rdeca-senzinka-v-popolnem.html' title='Ti in jaz. (rdeča snežinka) // V popolnem letu (Vilinček)'/><author><name>Iz Mavrice Stkana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05974417611389820774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/Sgi023uyyWI/AAAAAAAAA14/9tWIZzTaEY4/s72-c/IMG_9745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-6257038161487968572</id><published>2008-11-23T21:38:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:52:05.704+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poezija'/><title type='text'>Lahko sem pod soncem le vanjo ujeta... / Vilinček : Tvojo. /rdeča snežinka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2008/11/tvojo.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tvojo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt; / rdeča snežinka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2008/11/tvojo.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2008/11/tvojo.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lahko sem pod soncem le vanjo ujeta...&lt;br /&gt;(Vilinček)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glasbena podlaga: Breathe in Water - Anggun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9ShTaeR0Xo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9ShTaeR0Xo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(ne gre za priredbo in pesem ni pisana na besedilo;&lt;br /&gt;glasba je le kot podlaga na katero je nastajala poezija)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271957128195754434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/SSnBE3kyScI/AAAAAAAAApY/vVXZrRop_Qc/s320/1453802682_7bece695ba_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;slika:internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Znova prihajam na tvoje posesti,&lt;br /&gt;v skrivnostne sobane me nosijo krila.&lt;br /&gt;Že zdavnaj iz sebe sem snela okove,&lt;br /&gt;odprtih sem misli … v svetlobo odeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kot zvezda plesala na rimski bi cesti,&lt;br /&gt;v snežni obleki s prosojnega tila…&lt;br /&gt;V razgaljenih prsih ne iščem strahove.&lt;br /&gt;Svobodne sem duše … prepolna poleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ničesar ne vprašam. Dovolim si sesti,&lt;br /&gt;na tvojo posteljo z rdečega svila.&lt;br /&gt;Naj v tebi odkrijem neznane svetove…&lt;br /&gt;Uživam, ko pijem iz tvojega cveta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ker trdno ostajaš mi v moji v zavesti.&lt;br /&gt;Ljubezen globoko se vame je vpila.&lt;br /&gt;S teboj si deliti vse njene cvetove…&lt;br /&gt;Lahko sem pod soncem le vanjo ujeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le tvoje dlani me ne stiskajo v pesti.&lt;br /&gt;Vsej njeni podobi ljubeča in mila,&lt;br /&gt;s poljubi budiva čarobne slapove,&lt;br /&gt;ko v enem prelivu sva skupaj objeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-6257038161487968572?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6257038161487968572/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=6257038161487968572&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 4'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/6257038161487968572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/6257038161487968572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2008/11/lahko-sem-pod-soncem-le-vanjo-ujeta.html' title='Lahko sem pod soncem le vanjo ujeta... / Vilinček : Tvojo. /rdeča snežinka'/><author><name>Iz Mavrice Stkana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05974417611389820774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/SSnBE3kyScI/AAAAAAAAApY/vVXZrRop_Qc/s72-c/1453802682_7bece695ba_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-3682915194864207821</id><published>2008-11-05T09:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:02:20.818+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dragulj. (Tvoji rubini... / Iz Mavrice Stkana)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://izmavricestkana.blogspot.com/2008/11/da-bi-ljubezen-se-v-soncu-zlatila-sonet.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tvoji rubini&lt;/span&gt;... - Iz Mavrice Stkana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iz vsakega ogledala me opazuješ ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iz pravih solz sestavljena,&lt;br /&gt;z nitkami krvi prepletena.&lt;br /&gt;zaviješ se v bubo in se rodiš, dragulj.&lt;br /&gt;v sanjah, kjer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iz vsakega ogledala me opazuješ ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(RdečaSnežinka)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-3682915194864207821?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3682915194864207821/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=3682915194864207821&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 6'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/3682915194864207821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/3682915194864207821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2008/11/dragulj-tvoji-rubini-iz-mavrice-stkana.html' title='dragulj. (Tvoji rubini... / Iz Mavrice Stkana)'/><author><name>Aljoša</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06538446524451126830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taK2IuGqk7A/S-CFytGed4I/AAAAAAAAAas/obYn2ms0kEc/S220/Day072+RMX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-6771237843711496092</id><published>2008-10-24T01:32:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:44:49.225+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poezija'/><title type='text'>Kako bi pozabil?-Vilinček : Nep oza bimna te. - Redeča snežinka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;v prepletu: RDEČA SNEŽINKA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2008/09/nep-oza-bimna-te.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nep oza bimna te.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2008/09/nep-oza-bimna-te.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2008/09/nep-oza-bimna-te.html&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kako bi pozabil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glasbena podlaga: Karunesh - A Journey Of The Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oitm3jsJ0jc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oitm3jsJ0jc&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ne gre za priredbo in besedilo ni pisano na melodijo;&lt;br /&gt;glasba je le kot podlaga na katero je nastajala pesem)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/SQEKR0t6vlI/AAAAAAAAAkg/qKBwKAwBRhI/s1600-h/2654803287_f2ae95dca2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260497141070741074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/SQEKR0t6vlI/AAAAAAAAAkg/qKBwKAwBRhI/s320/2654803287_f2ae95dca2_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;slika:internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kako bi pozabil vse tisto kar čutiš,&lt;br /&gt;kar nosiš v sebi&lt;br /&gt;in veže te k njemu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne moreš in nočeš,&lt;br /&gt;ker poješ v tandemu…&lt;br /&gt;prepolna je duša in polno srce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Zakaj bi pozabil, če strah svoj naslutiš,&lt;br /&gt;ves zbegan zatavaš,&lt;br /&gt;ko stopaš v meglice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne moreš in nočeš,&lt;br /&gt;ker s tvoje resnice…&lt;br /&gt;zlatijo se zvezde v njegovo ime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Kako bi pozabil vse tiste trenutke,&lt;br /&gt;ko v tebi rojeva&lt;br /&gt;se želja brez konca?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne moreš in nočeš,&lt;br /&gt;ker otrok si sonca…&lt;br /&gt;ki v tebi prižgal bo čarobne luči.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Zakaj bi pozabil vse tiste občutke,&lt;br /&gt;ki vežejo nase&lt;br /&gt;jih čustev dotiki:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne moreš in nočeš,&lt;br /&gt;ker v združeni sliki&lt;br /&gt;ljubezen v ljubezni na daleč žari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(napisal Vilinček)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-6771237843711496092?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6771237843711496092/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=6771237843711496092&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/6771237843711496092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/6771237843711496092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2008/10/kako-bi-pozabil-vilinek-nep-oza-bimna.html' title='Kako bi pozabil?-Vilinček : Nep oza bimna te. - Redeča snežinka'/><author><name>Iz Mavrice Stkana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05974417611389820774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/SQEKR0t6vlI/AAAAAAAAAkg/qKBwKAwBRhI/s72-c/2654803287_f2ae95dca2_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-8275288948727399159</id><published>2008-10-19T15:31:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:43:57.796+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ne dosežejo. (Naj učijo me leteti! / Iz Mavrice Stkana)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vilincek.tuditi.delo.si/2008/10/07/naj-ucijo-me-leteti-gazela/"&gt;Naj učijo me leteti! - Vilinček&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ostanem kamen.&lt;br /&gt;v kletki.&lt;br /&gt;plesniv in zaraščen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;včasih slišim.&lt;br /&gt;kako se vsi ostali igrate.&lt;br /&gt;pod drevesi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na preprogi listja.&lt;br /&gt;in ljubezni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ostanem tam.&lt;br /&gt;med korenine zapleten.&lt;br /&gt;v drevesni objem ujet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v sanjah pa ne bledim.&lt;br /&gt;v sanjah se bleščim.&lt;br /&gt;v sanjah...&lt;br /&gt;visoko na nebu, kjer me zlobni jeziki ne dosežejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(RdečaSnežinka)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-8275288948727399159?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8275288948727399159/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=8275288948727399159&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 1'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8275288948727399159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8275288948727399159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2008/10/ne-doseejo-naj-uijo-me-leteti-iz.html' title='ne dosežejo. (Naj učijo me leteti! / Iz Mavrice Stkana)'/><author><name>Aljoša</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06538446524451126830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taK2IuGqk7A/S-CFytGed4I/AAAAAAAAAas/obYn2ms0kEc/S220/Day072+RMX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-6092389288365916609</id><published>2008-02-01T00:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:29:55.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasba...  (minus:nula / dotakni.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Glasbena podaga: minus:nula/ dotakni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://minusnula.blogspot.com/2008/01/dotakni.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://minusnula.blogspot.com/2008/01/dotakni.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/R6JmynRLJfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gQNW-cJei5E/s1600-h/mavri%C4%8Dni_zahod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161801142640518642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/R6JmynRLJfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gQNW-cJei5E/s320/mavri%C4%8Dni_zahod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fotografija: KING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;internetna stran: &lt;a href="http://kraljevic.tuditi.delo.si/"&gt;http://kraljevic.tuditi.delo.si/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glasba…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slišim tisto glasbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;njih, tihe prošnje me lovijo,&lt;br /&gt;enigme pojejo mi v noč.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naj, znova se spustim v globine?&lt;br /&gt;kam me vodi dih tišine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v otožnih zvenih, strah topijo.&lt;br /&gt;v sebi, zbrala bom to moč.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glasba…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slišim tisto glasbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korakov težkih, so rodovi&lt;br /&gt;in hladni toni nakoval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naj, znova se spustim v globine?&lt;br /&gt;kam me kliče zvok kovine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;njih boj, so suženjski okovi.&lt;br /&gt;prelomi naj jih modri val.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glasba…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slišim tisto glasbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pogledi željni...zven spominov,&lt;br /&gt;v stopinjah, silnih hrepenenj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naj znova se spustim v globine?&lt;br /&gt;kam me vabijo skomine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v oaze sreče, vodnih mlinov,&lt;br /&gt;ki se rojevajo iz ven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glasba…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;slišim tisto glasbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v večne sanje... zanj, ki ljubi,&lt;br /&gt;da se v zvezde razpršijo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naj, znova se spustim v globine?&lt;br /&gt;kam me pelje glas z daljine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v srca tistih… med poljubi,&lt;br /&gt;ki še v upanju živijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glasba&lt;/strong&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;slišim tisto glasbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z očmi, nemira in hotenja,&lt;br /&gt;se rojeva z njimi vera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naj znova se spustim v globine?&lt;br /&gt;kam me nosi jok davnine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;med solze čiste, rek življenja,&lt;br /&gt;kjer smaragdna so jezera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;izmavricestkana:vilinček&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-6092389288365916609?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6092389288365916609/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=6092389288365916609&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 3'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/6092389288365916609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/6092389288365916609'/><link rel='alternate' 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(minus:nula / dotakni.)'/><author><name>Iz Mavrice Stkana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05974417611389820774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/R6JmynRLJfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/gQNW-cJei5E/s72-c/mavri%C4%8Dni_zahod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-741529954667275939</id><published>2008-01-28T20:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:16:05.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>obraz. (Le kdo?/Iz Mavrice Stkana)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vilincek.tuditi.delo.si/2007/03/31/le-kdo/"&gt;Le kdo? - Vilinček&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posadim hrib in drevo&lt;br /&gt;splezam pod oblake&lt;br /&gt;tebe iščem med zvezdami in&lt;br /&gt;   ulično razsvetljavo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nisi kot drugi.&lt;br /&gt;   tvoj pogled ni slep.&lt;br /&gt;   tvoje srce je planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luna?zvezda?sonce?supernova?&lt;br /&gt;vsekakor žariš.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srce mi narekuje besedo za besedo, verjamem vanj&lt;br /&gt;a vendar me je strah, da boš&lt;br /&gt;prebrala in da ti ne bo všeč.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kdo si, vem le jaz.&lt;br /&gt;preden zaspim,&lt;br /&gt;sanjam tvoj obraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(RdečaSnežinka)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-741529954667275939?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/741529954667275939/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=741529954667275939&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 3'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/741529954667275939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/741529954667275939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2008/01/obraz-le-kdoiz-mavrice-stkana.html' title='obraz. (Le kdo?/Iz Mavrice Stkana)'/><author><name>Aljoša</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06538446524451126830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taK2IuGqk7A/S-CFytGed4I/AAAAAAAAAas/obYn2ms0kEc/S220/Day072+RMX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-8872905296933929592</id><published>2007-12-01T00:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:29:56.217+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ljubezen, ki iz sanj dehti. (sanje./RdečaSnežinka)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;(glasbena podlaga: lara fabian - Final Fantasy The Spirits Within Soundtrack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rdecasnezinka.blogspot.com/2007/11/sanje.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sanje. - RdečaSnežinka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/R1CbA6I1FmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kGR1jBqEa64/s1600-R/normal_pagina7.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138777614738331234" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/R1CbA6I1FmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8pKzygVHz9w/s200/normal_pagina7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;slika: internte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;zaprla svoja krila bom,&lt;br /&gt;spustila se na trdna tla.&lt;br /&gt;a ne, da pozabila bi,&lt;br /&gt;na zrak, ki me poji v noč…&lt;br /&gt;ne bom, ne bom izbrisala,&lt;br /&gt;odmeve svojega srca...&lt;br /&gt;le glasbi bom prisluhnila,&lt;br /&gt;šumenju sladkih iluzij.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me k sebi vabi nežen ton,&lt;br /&gt;počasi zlijem se z zemljo.&lt;br /&gt;a ne, da pozabila bi,&lt;br /&gt;nebeške strune, tisto moč...&lt;br /&gt;ne bom, ne bom izbrisala,&lt;br /&gt;svoj glas, ki dviga se v nebo...&lt;br /&gt;le v željah bom utripala,&lt;br /&gt;ko droben plamen zagori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telo s telesom…ona on,&lt;br /&gt;opoj, ki nosi ga kerub.&lt;br /&gt;a ne, da pozabila bi,&lt;br /&gt;občutkov čarnih, svoj nekoč...&lt;br /&gt;ne bom, ne bom izbrisala,&lt;br /&gt;prižetih ustnic v poljub...&lt;br /&gt;le mehko bom pobožala,&lt;br /&gt;ljubezen, ki iz sanj dehti.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-8872905296933929592?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8872905296933929592/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=8872905296933929592&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 5'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8872905296933929592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8872905296933929592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2007/12/ljubezen-ki-iz-sanj-dehti-sanje.html' title='Ljubezen, ki iz sanj dehti. (sanje./RdečaSnežinka)'/><author><name>Iz Mavrice Stkana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05974417611389820774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/R1CbA6I1FmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8pKzygVHz9w/s72-c/normal_pagina7.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-8836986521186765891</id><published>2007-11-29T20:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:20:37.064+01:00</updated><title type='text'>prvi. (Ker vem, da duša z dušo se ujame/Iz Mavrice Stkana)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vilincek.tuditi.delo.si/2007/09/04/ker-vem-da-dusa-z-duso-se-ujame-sonet-z-refrenom/"&gt;Ker vem, da duša z dušo se ujame - Iz Mavrice Stkana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonce za naju vzhaja,&lt;br /&gt;šele, ko se midva budiva.&lt;br /&gt;sveti mi, da vem,&lt;br /&gt;kje pustiti prvi poljub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;še enkrat, še stokrat&lt;br /&gt;ti zašepetam v uho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in vsak najin poljub je prvi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(RdečaSnežinka)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-8836986521186765891?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8836986521186765891/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=8836986521186765891&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 1'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8836986521186765891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8836986521186765891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2007/11/prvi-ker-vem-da-dua-se-z-duo-ujameiz.html' title='prvi. (Ker vem, da duša z dušo se ujame/Iz Mavrice Stkana)'/><author><name>Aljoša</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06538446524451126830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taK2IuGqk7A/S-CFytGed4I/AAAAAAAAAas/obYn2ms0kEc/S220/Day072+RMX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-2299908775231706332</id><published>2007-11-19T18:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:21:09.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>prekine. (Tisoč sonc v očeh/Iz Mavrice Stkana)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vilincek.tuditi.delo.si/2007/05/29/tisoc-sonc-v-oceh/"&gt;Tisoč sonc v očeh - Iz Mavrice Stkana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strelski jarek, smrt, tukaj, zdaj&lt;br /&gt;v žepu mi počiva tvoja slika.&lt;br /&gt;upanja žarek, v srcu spi zmaj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonce, snežinka, dež in sanje&lt;br /&gt;v žepu mi počiva tvoja slika.&lt;br /&gt;srečna stotinka, dnevno klanje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in kri, podplati, in mrtve oči&lt;br /&gt;v žepu mi počiva tvoja slika.&lt;br /&gt;mavrico čakati, zaman se zdi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gledam to tvojo sliko.&lt;br /&gt;hrup izgine.&lt;br /&gt;odprl sem žep, srce.&lt;br /&gt;sanjam spomine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sanjam oči,&lt;br /&gt;sanjam dlani,&lt;br /&gt;a metek&lt;br /&gt;sanje prekine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(minus:nula)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-2299908775231706332?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2299908775231706332/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=2299908775231706332&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 4'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/2299908775231706332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/2299908775231706332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2007/11/prekine-tiso-sonc-v-oehiz-mavrice.html' title='prekine. (Tisoč sonc v očeh/Iz Mavrice Stkana)'/><author><name>Aljoša</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06538446524451126830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taK2IuGqk7A/S-CFytGed4I/AAAAAAAAAas/obYn2ms0kEc/S220/Day072+RMX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-3462335808253978376</id><published>2007-11-18T20:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:29:56.389+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Loviš me ti… ljubezen iz višine…  (haunting me./minus:nula)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;(glasbena podlaga: Aha - Hunting High And Low)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://minusnula.blogspot.com/2007/11/haunting-me.html"&gt;haunting me. - minus:nula&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/R0CPeYeaFxI/AAAAAAAAADg/c4He8p9TT6k/s1600-h/7xvpq0wh.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134261327331202834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/R0CPeYeaFxI/AAAAAAAAADg/c4He8p9TT6k/s200/7xvpq0wh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pssst… tiho!&lt;br /&gt;spet, v sebi slišim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tisto čutno melodijo.&lt;br /&gt;svetle slike šepetajo mi v uho.&lt;br /&gt;neslišno, se zavijam v tvoje mehke note,&lt;br /&gt;ko roka roke nežno se oprime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pusti mi!&lt;br /&gt;ko temna noč prikrade se in vsi že spijo,&lt;br /&gt;na obrazu tvojem se iskri oko.&lt;br /&gt;brezčasni zvoki apolonične lepote,&lt;br /&gt;ki vodijo po ulicah v spomine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te oči!&lt;br /&gt;polne odpuščanja, mi milo govorijo,&lt;br /&gt;da vse dobro je… in sevajo toplo.&lt;br /&gt;v tolažbo mojega srca so in samote.&lt;br /&gt;počasi… stekaš v dušo se praznine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le tvoja!&lt;br /&gt;le moj? naenkrat, lepe sanje posivijo.&lt;br /&gt;vidim! izza njih, se skriva še nekdo.&lt;br /&gt;kakor, da sence rasle bi iz sive gmote,&lt;br /&gt;vampirjev dih dviguje se iz plime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;čutim ga!&lt;br /&gt;ker moja kri in moje misli se zgubijo.&lt;br /&gt;uteži... vse bolj pritiskajo na dno.&lt;br /&gt;ne več! morda, pa le privid je moje zmote?&lt;br /&gt;odmislim ga. odpihnem v hlad ga zime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zbežim mu!&lt;br /&gt;po zemljevidu moji prsti zdaj hitijo.&lt;br /&gt;tam, ob tvoji hiši se ustavijo.&lt;br /&gt;lep si. in tvoj nasmeh? v objemu sem slepote,&lt;br /&gt;ko premaguje me nemir bližine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a, senca?&lt;br /&gt;lažem si! moje slike se iz sanj budijo.&lt;br /&gt;sem brez moči, a še vedno zrem v nebo.&lt;br /&gt;ker ne lovim te jaz in ne prihajam pote.&lt;br /&gt;loviš me ti… ljubezen iz višine…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-3462335808253978376?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3462335808253978376/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=3462335808253978376&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 5'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/3462335808253978376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/3462335808253978376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2007/11/lovi-me-ti-ljubezen-iz-viine-haunting.html' title='Loviš me ti… ljubezen iz višine…  (haunting me./minus:nula)'/><author><name>Iz Mavrice Stkana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05974417611389820774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/R0CPeYeaFxI/AAAAAAAAADg/c4He8p9TT6k/s72-c/7xvpq0wh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-7431177453191160639</id><published>2007-11-14T00:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:29:56.674+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To je ljubezen! (za pppoljljub./ minus:nula)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://minusnula.blogspot.com/2007/11/za-pppoljljub.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;za pppoljub. - minus:nula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;(Glasbena podlaga: Bob Schneider - Big blue sea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/Rzo9rZz1fFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fxfhhTnIVPI/s1600-h/semestre03_400web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132482541214071890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/Rzo9rZz1fFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fxfhhTnIVPI/s200/semestre03_400web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;očarljivo prikupen, izvabljaš nasmeh,&lt;br /&gt;ko begavih pogledov, k sebi jo vabiš.&lt;br /&gt;radoživa se misel, zariše v očeh,&lt;br /&gt;še preden, z besedo jo svojo ugrabiš.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prehitevaš sam sebe, ob njej se topiš...&lt;br /&gt;izgubljen in spet najden, ko zatavaš v njen svet.&lt;br /&gt;premaguješ strahove... še dihaš živiš,&lt;br /&gt;le utrip te izdaja, ker loviš svoj zalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mar sovražiš? ne, ljubiš! iz vsega srca,&lt;br /&gt;ko te vrže čez rob, med nemirne valove.&lt;br /&gt;a znova želiš si, da v morju želja,&lt;br /&gt;utapljal bi dušo... pil sladke sokove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in prodal bi vse prste, za en sam dotik.&lt;br /&gt;le s poljubi, se vpijal na mehko bi kožo.&lt;br /&gt;zakaj bi si sodil? je res šibkost sodnik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ko vsak zase želi si... svoj cvet, svojo rožo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-7431177453191160639?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7431177453191160639/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=7431177453191160639&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 4'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/7431177453191160639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/7431177453191160639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-je-ljubezen-za-pppoljljub-minusnula.html' title='To je ljubezen! (za pppoljljub./ minus:nula)'/><author><name>Iz Mavrice Stkana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05974417611389820774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/Rzo9rZz1fFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fxfhhTnIVPI/s72-c/semestre03_400web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-8013954258843972608</id><published>2007-11-13T17:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:23:27.178+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ni še konec. (Pod mavrico (rubaijat)/Iz Mavrice Stkana)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vilincek.tuditi.delo.si/2007/08/30/mavrica-rubaijat/"&gt;Pod mavrico (rubaijat) - Iz Mavrice Stkana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zbudim se.&lt;br /&gt;na verigi&lt;br /&gt;vlečejo me.&lt;br /&gt;kdo,kam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{(vreki&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;samopomilovanja&lt;/span&gt;)(in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ljubezni&lt;/span&gt;)}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mora, prosim bodi mora&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prosim bodi mora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se mi cvetlice nasmihajo?&lt;br /&gt;(v ustih neznan okus)&lt;br /&gt;(v glavi jedrski poskus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prosim bodi mora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zbudim se. (ponovno)&lt;br /&gt;na verigi&lt;br /&gt;vlečejo me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padel sem skozi usta pekla.&lt;br /&gt;in še kar drsim dolindolindolindolindolin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepezlatemaleletečeprikazni&lt;br /&gt;vlečejo me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verjamejo vame.&lt;br /&gt;torej, ni še konec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(minus:nula)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-8013954258843972608?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8013954258843972608/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=8013954258843972608&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 5'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8013954258843972608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8013954258843972608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2007/11/ni-e-konec-pod-mavrico-rubaijat-iz.html' title='ni še konec. (Pod mavrico (rubaijat)/Iz Mavrice Stkana)'/><author><name>Aljoša</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06538446524451126830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taK2IuGqk7A/S-CFytGed4I/AAAAAAAAAas/obYn2ms0kEc/S220/Day072+RMX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-8118509530069955632</id><published>2007-11-13T02:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:29:56.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne branim se več... (okus ima po ljubezni/ minus:nula)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;(Glasbena podlaga: Depeche Mode - A question of lust)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://minusnula.blogspot.com/2007/11/okus-ima-po-ljubezni.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;okus ima po ljubezni - minus:nula&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/Rzj-nZz1fEI/AAAAAAAAADE/2D1eayDfDXY/s1600-h/embrace_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132131728285334594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/Rzj-nZz1fEI/AAAAAAAAADE/2D1eayDfDXY/s200/embrace_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;iz ustnic krvavih,&lt;br /&gt;ti solze obrišem.&lt;br /&gt;ne! nimam vprašanj,&lt;br /&gt;le proseče te gledam.&lt;br /&gt;ker želim si preveč…&lt;br /&gt;le to se zavedam,&lt;br /&gt;iz mokrih poljubov,&lt;br /&gt;ti mavrico rišem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko grizeš in trgaš...&lt;br /&gt;zaplavam še višje.&lt;br /&gt;in ni mi več mar,&lt;br /&gt;če med ognji sva pekla,&lt;br /&gt;ker vem da ljubezen,&lt;br /&gt;se v žile bo stekla:&lt;br /&gt;s kriki vzdihljajev&lt;br /&gt;ubijva zatišje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;naj nož tvoj,&lt;br /&gt;globine srca mi ne rani.&lt;br /&gt;plaho obstanem...&lt;br /&gt;a ostrina izginja.&lt;br /&gt;popelji me tja,&lt;br /&gt;kjer ves svet se razgrinja...&lt;br /&gt;ker moje telo&lt;br /&gt;se ga več ne ubrani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne branim se več.&lt;br /&gt;naj pustim se oteti?&lt;br /&gt;odgovor neslišen…&lt;br /&gt;le pesem odmeva.&lt;br /&gt;dve duši kot eno...&lt;br /&gt;a v sebi zdaj veva,&lt;br /&gt;da v naju neskončna,&lt;br /&gt;je želja leteti..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-8118509530069955632?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8118509530069955632/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=8118509530069955632&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8118509530069955632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/8118509530069955632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2007/11/ne-branim-se-ve-okus-ima-po-ljubezni_13.html' title='Ne branim se več... (okus ima po ljubezni/ minus:nula)'/><author><name>Iz Mavrice Stkana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05974417611389820774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/Rzj-nZz1fEI/AAAAAAAAADE/2D1eayDfDXY/s72-c/embrace_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-1256396082154618664</id><published>2007-11-12T00:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:29:57.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Za en sam poljub... (prosim. /minus:nula)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;(Glasbena podlaga: Nine Inch Nails - Something I Can Never Have)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://minusnula.blogspot.com/2007/10/prosim.html"&gt;http://minusnula.blogspot.com/2007/10/prosim.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/RzeSRZz1e-I/AAAAAAAAACU/O7aj_s3pa_M/s1600-h/normal_3410635-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131731128095701986" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/RzeSRZz1e-I/AAAAAAAAACU/O7aj_s3pa_M/s200/normal_3410635-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;počasi se trudim,&lt;br /&gt;pod kožo ti lezem.&lt;br /&gt;pa ne vem,če me čutiš?&lt;br /&gt;ne vem, če želiš me?&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;me sploh še opaziš?&lt;br /&gt;sem zate prozorna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lahko me poraziš,&lt;br /&gt;bolečina prodorna...&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;ne bom te sodila,&lt;br /&gt;za krvava kolena.&lt;br /&gt;le želja je kriva,&lt;br /&gt;ker preveč si mi ljub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;še preden se zgrudim…&lt;br /&gt;edina ljubezen.&lt;br /&gt;morda le naslutiš…&lt;br /&gt;ker pomeniš mi vse.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;naj nohte si pulim?&lt;br /&gt;si srce iznakazim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v globine zdaj tulim.&lt;br /&gt;le zakaj klečeplazim?&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;nadela bom krila,&lt;br /&gt;ker je želja medena;&lt;br /&gt;do vesoljnega tkiva,&lt;br /&gt;za en sam poljub...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mavrica:vilinka)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-1256396082154618664?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1256396082154618664/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=1256396082154618664&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 1'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/1256396082154618664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/1256396082154618664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2007/11/za-en-sam-poljub.html' title='Za en sam poljub... (prosim. /minus:nula)'/><author><name>Iz Mavrice Stkana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05974417611389820774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4jZg8iMr7o/RzeSRZz1e-I/AAAAAAAAACU/O7aj_s3pa_M/s72-c/normal_3410635-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4726137043976531167.post-5684137394022125348</id><published>2007-11-11T14:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:25:40.393+01:00</updated><title type='text'>vsaj sanjam lahko...? (Sama stopam spet naprej…  /Iz Mavrice Stkana)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vilincek.tuditi.delo.si/2007/10/08/sama-stopam-spet-naprej/"&gt;Sama stopam spet naprej…  - Iz Mavrice Stkana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spet sam.&lt;br /&gt;tarča za naravine izbruhe.&lt;br /&gt;kompas sem pojedel od strahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vsaj sanjam lahko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hočem stran&lt;br /&gt;od večnega prahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nekaj me boža...&lt;br /&gt;sanje ali spomini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skale dežujejo&lt;br /&gt;in kri se cedi s povojev&lt;br /&gt;a vem da moram naprej.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nekaj me greje...&lt;br /&gt;sonce ali luna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vsaj sanjam lahko...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(minus:nula)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4726137043976531167-5684137394022125348?l=minusmavrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/feeds/5684137394022125348/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4726137043976531167&amp;postID=5684137394022125348&amp;isPopup=true' title='Št. komentarjev: 2'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/5684137394022125348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4726137043976531167/posts/default/5684137394022125348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minusmavrica.blogspot.com/2007/11/vsaj-sanjam-lahko.html' title='vsaj sanjam lahko...? (Sama stopam spet naprej…  /Iz Mavrice Stkana)'/><author><name>Aljoša</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06538446524451126830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_taK2IuGqk7A/S-CFytGed4I/AAAAAAAAAas/obYn2ms0kEc/S220/Day072+RMX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
