Porzucilam ciemne jaskinie, tak bardzo tesknilam za słońcem.
Siadam na piasku, pamietam twoja dłoń, zawsze gotowe twe ręce, zeby zlapac mnie kiedy popchniesz zbyt mocno, mowiles, ze ratowales tyle razy, nie pozwoliłes nigdy upasc.
Dziekuje.
Teraz tańczę z wiatrem i wplatam kwiaty we włosy i płaczę, płaczę z radosci, z wdzięczności, w podziekowaniu za oczy, ktore brutalnie mi otworzono. Juz wszystko rozumiem.
Monday, July 16, 2018
Tuesday, July 3, 2018
BRmth
I'm still bleeding. Picking at the memories, searching for familiar smells, closing my eyes.
You are here again. It's one of the good days, light breeze, I'm not thinking of tomorrow.
Calm sea at my feet, i feel the sand, horizon is pink now, all is peace.
I wish i could become a foam riding the waves, just once more get so lost in our slow loving, when your breath tickles my neck, forget that I now belong to someone else.
You are here again. It's one of the good days, light breeze, I'm not thinking of tomorrow.
Calm sea at my feet, i feel the sand, horizon is pink now, all is peace.
I wish i could become a foam riding the waves, just once more get so lost in our slow loving, when your breath tickles my neck, forget that I now belong to someone else.
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