Our Joined Thoughts

Stripped down to the stars, I'm patiently waiting for your first look, for your first-born touch. You come, though I know twilight will be late for this meeting. I touch your soul with reverence, I sink into the infinite source of a kiss. The senses dance, although they do not deserve fear, they do not deserve silence. I love the sound of the wind in your hair, noise like our intertwined breaths, our joined thoughts. I am you, you are me. I cover myself with your warm weight, ignoring all the lies that stand in our way to the restless stars. Only the Moon, which has sat on the windowsill, looks at our tender distance, our shared dreams of loneliness.

KatarzynaKoziorowska

My name is Katarzyna Anna Koziorowska, I am thirty-three years old and I live in Poland (Olsztyn). I am mainly interested in music and poetry. Rock sounds are my source of inspiration. I have published several books, but they are written in Polish,...

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