UNTOUCHED : Milena Pčinjski

UNTOUCHED

Milena Pčinjski

Morning carries the scent 

of his breath,

of hunger

and desire

without which it is meaningless

to keep breathing

He is everything she runs from

Rooted in place

she stares at her fractured morality

and quarreling principles

patiently built into her being for years, 

now unrecognizable to her

He sips her thoughts

like rare, precious cognac;

she traces the shape of his demons

His time disrupts the rhythm;

she sinks, deeper and deeper

into the depths of her unconscious

He never offered her anything he owned,

for she never wanted anything

but her soul

So he knew who stood before him

Not a woman,

but a being who sees the truth

beneath layers of roughness,

vanity

and pain

He knew it

the moment

his palm longed

to touch her face

while his darkness

faded before her sun. 

(Milena Pčinjski, born in 1986 in Prokuplje, Serbia, holds a Master’s degree in English Philology. She is a poet, translator, and online English instructor, writing in Serbian and English. Her work has appeared in various national and international journals and anthologies, and she is the author of the poetry collection Verses Imprisoned (2025).