odkrywamy się dla siebie / We discover oneself   for each other


because…

you

know

fot. A. Bober

The soft light wraps around our feet

embarrassed our boldness

our palms

a bowstring of breath is tense

waits for the last breath

whispering from our lips

in gentle sweetness of black space

the flickering of drops

on edges the body

feels and tastes

of secret

A spiral movement

acrobatic feats of hands

in implosion of joy

the dust of hours is fleeing into the eternity

we

                                                                                                                  on the edge of the faint

MrsDalloway