poems by Agnieszka Herman
AUTUMNAL LOVE POEM I have on my tongue the salty taste of restless skin.I don’t know what tomorrow will bring. I don’t know whether tomorrow will come.You permeate me violently. I’m closed in your armsI resist the presentiments. It’s autumn. The trees are burningwith a rusty red blaze, or maybe it’s the world that’s burningand when we wake up there […]
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