Into the core

Did it.
She packed her bags.
One step.
Bought vodka.
"They're gonna like you, either."
Without thoughts
first
second
got a ticket?
map?
mind is your where
she went.
like a woman possessed?
like a woman with a need.
to Possess.
One word. One world.
So much to do!
So brave a girl.

Never before did she realise, how.
what now? how come? now?
Much as she can do
Much as she wants
It always depends on two.

Never before
If any moment after
Now she knows.
Hopes.
Still. Dry. Sparkling. Warm.
Down the cheek.
From the lash.
She wants more.

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Zofia

Madame Sophie dniem nudzi się i ziewa,
A nocą - oczy jej rosną.
Coraz to inny humor przywdziewa
igrając strofą miłosną.
Euforyczna woń perfum jej loki spowija,
jęki wspomnień unoszą się nad nią -
Kwiatem przedziwnym zda się Zofija...
A jakimż to kwiatem?
Niech zgadną.
(A.Osiecka)