My Unnecessary BodyA Poem by Katarzyna Anna KoziorowskaWhy is passion avoiding my fresh body? Why cannot lust breach a door
ajar? Immersed in screaming, I look for respite from salty
words, words tasting like your trembling, moist skin. Before I set out to find deserted islands, before I sense the source of your light, I will have finished humming the same ballad, the same song of frightened tears, of rapid breathing. Take the rain pearl off my lips, give me a completely random kiss, a touch that strip me of my unnecessary body. © 2022 Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska |
StatsAuthorKatarzyna Anna KoziorowskaOlsztyn, PolandAboutHello! My name is Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska, I live in Olsztyn (Poland). I am thirty-one years old. I am interested in music and literature. ENGLISH IS NOT MY NATIVE LANGUAGE! more..Writing
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