Poem by Joanna Kalinowska

Poem by Joanna Kalinowska

 

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I know that this night will also come to an end
our destiny
is sailing in the rough sea
full of dangers
because that’s what we are

and now I look
on this very light wave
which wrinkles the surface of the sea
but it does not upset him

every rock is a reminiscence
every boat is a memory

I could let you go
but I do not know how to do it
move away from you
it’s like separating the sea and the beach

but the sea goes away and always comes back
and the beach knows how to forgive each wave received
a storm is not enough to separate them…

love me…

I know this night will end too
Our Destiny
Is to live a sea in storm
In a sea full of dangers
Because so is us

Now I’m watching
That Light Wave
That ripples the surface of the sea
But it doesn’t upset her.

Every rock is memory
Every boat a memory

I could let you go.
But I don’t know how to do it.
Remove you
Is like separating sea and beach

But the sea goes and then keeps coming back
And the beach can forgive every wave that cashes
It’s not enough for a storm to get them away…

Love me…

I know that this night will end
Our Destiny
It’s sailing across the sea
Full of danger
Because that’s what we are.

And now I look
For this yes wave
What wrinkling the surface of the sea
But I didn’t see him.

Every rock is memory
Every boat is a memory

I could let you go.
But I don’t know how to do it
Parting with you
It’s like disconnecting the sea with the beach.

But the sea leaves and always comes back
And the beach knows how to forgive every wave
Not enough storm to separate them…

Love me…

 

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