Weronika Donovan is an amateur writer and photographer. She's an artistic soul. She was born in Poland, where she was brought up and educated. Her adventure with writing began in her late teens, but she started blogging only ten years later. Her poetry has grown since that time. She started to use words more consciously. She defined the journey of her life, portraying it in four volumes of poetry. First of them called 'Ghosts' was self-published in 2019.
Weronika is a loner. She likes wandering to interesting places, always choosing her own path.
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hold me close
make no sense
the tense
of sexual release
which did not please
cos i wanted
you again so soon
my lady
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Reblogged this on About the Jez of It and commented:
Wow, this poem really hits my feels, great piece
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Thank you for reblogging!
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So relatable.
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I agree dear poet. Just live, be brave and find something daily, you enjoy.
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