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Be realist

I hate this word
I hate and why I must
Hear this so many times
“Be realist”
I hate to be realist at all
Why should i like this, why
I hate to be just a good wife
I hate live in my town all my life
I need to fly
I hate this science carrier too
I wanna be an artist a poet a writer a dancer
What ever it's not important at all
I wanna be a woman in love
But i don't wanna be a realist at all
No, no, no
I hate this kind of job
Realist means to me
Just live normally but it is so
Boring and mean
It's like nothing just things without any meanings
I never wanna be a realist, no
And i wish to find someone
Who let me be not a realist at all
Who let me fly who let me sing
I need love to dream about
I need the touch so shy again
I need whole world in my hand
I want the real love to start again
And new dreams about the perfect man
Who is touching me by his soul
So wild, so pride, so deep and so warm
By his merrily flowing thoughts and palms
I wish to be real but not realist at all
Every age, every time is great
To feel so good to feel OK
With this sensual dance
Living in imaginary embraced
Of my thoughts, so hungry
This voice, this touch, this caress
This deep oceans of desires hidden
Somewhere in the cave of their eyes
And within my and your soul
Still so mysterious, so unknown
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I am a Polish female living in the heart of the greenest region of Poland called 'The land of a thousand lakes'. I am married and a mother of two beautiful boys, working at the University of Warmia and Mazury at the Real Estate Management and Regional Development Chair. Poetry is the subject I use to fill my days, to make them full of love, light and smiles and hidden desires.Much of what I write is based on personal experiences and people who have come my way during this long trip of life which I live by.The inspiration comes from life and everything that touches my heart. Anna more…

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