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In Love with Your Tears

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

I am in love with your tears,I admire the morning lightin your heart.What we call blood is just liquid lovethat God has given a false name.I realized ..

Yesterday Morning

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

Yesterday morning, I chosethe wrong side of the road.The path that leads to shadows of light.You are the source of dreams,you are the silencethat will..

Smiling Face of the Sky

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

Do not look towards the lightso that you can see whatis most beautiful.Do not look for solitudewhere time reigns.Look straight into the smiling faceof..

Orphaned Tears

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

Your name reminds me ofmy most beautiful dreams.Hidden in silence of your birthmarks,I seek light that will fulfill the future.I love your borrowed fe..

The First Summer Rain

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

I was born on the side of light.I have woven your lost smilefrom cobwebs, I have absolvedyour orphaned night.Wait for me to resurrectthe first summer ..

The Other Side of the Sun

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

You are a happy journeywithout return.The poor and sentenced to lifeimprisonment believe inyour deaf tears.You are suffering, you are the storytold by..

A Blue Jug of Fresh Desires

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

Is what we call the soul worthy of love?Can what is known as hatebecome loneliness?The seconds that slip out ofthe lids are no longerlove stolen from ..

The Homeless Heart

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

You are the blind light that seeks salvation in unknown ways. You are the hope for persistent ones who do not know how to go with the fl..

My Best Dreams

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

I sold you my final tear.I have returned my best dreamsto an orphanage.Can you see the reflectionof your heart in my eyes?Do you feel the taste of spr..

My Lost Desires

A Poem by Katarzyna Anna Koziorowsk..

Before life catches up us, my thoughtswill have faded. The words,stripped of freshly picked stars,roll through emptiness of your gaze.I made up a worl..