Anna Banasiak
Romance
I want to touch you
dry with my body
hide
in your arms
and last
so long
until I sculpt you
in my dream
entire
Orchard's Met...
Magical cats
The Past
After Bath
The Sea III
Birds
Cup
Pause
Infinity
The Dancer
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
Under the open sky as we both lie, Under the open sky as we both lie,
Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine.. Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine..
Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever. Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever.
In our fights, Found a strange beginning... In our fights, Found a strange beginning...
Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade. Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade.
My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds. My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds.
A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind
A free verse poem on the impending rain A free verse poem on the impending rain
Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could. Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could.
The din of the party so vibrantly loud, The din of the party so vibrantly loud,
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
I met my life partner, my life was not the same again. I met my life partner, my life was not the same again.
Rustling leaves, wind playing its own music, Orange dusk, rainbows are way dynamic... Rustling leaves, wind playing its own music, Orange dusk, rainbows are way dy...
I see the sand flee, run, hurry, I see the sand flee, run, hurry,
You beautiful song, with finest lyric You beautiful song, with finest lyric
Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night... Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night...
Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth. Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth.
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
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