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Inspired by a story of the greek writer Antonis Samarakis, one of my favourite writers...
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Her body swang,serpentine,to a music unheard,but rythm created,in breath and heartbeat...Racing,embracingbefore him,for him,and for the night only...F..
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You and I,love of mine,are going to be104, together.And after that,we will be what wecannot now.I promise you.With all that I have.In advance,i want t..
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I stood there.I had found it.It had taken my own self,it had claimed all I had.But I finally,stood there;On the edge of nevermore.On that cliff of end..
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I learned something today;the ancient Greek word for ''man''is άνθρωπος.And what I didn't knowwas what it me..
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I do not know,what to think first,when I wake up at night,and my skin still burns;all the places you have touched...And you haven't evenbeen herethe n..
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I can count the timesi said ''I love you'',out loud,on my fingers.And I don't need that to change.As long as I mean it,every time I say it.as long as ..
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There is
this old lady,
Evey we call her,
from the greek goddess
of Youth,
for shehas beenthere,
next to that bronze statue
of a sailor,
by th..
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Your spine,endless shorelineto my horizon,lying there,still,and waiting...Waiting to blendthe sky with the water,blown dandellions in the windof wish ..
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Only wheni remembered youagain,did i realise,i had,for quite some time,forgotten you...It all comes back to me...How my poemswere always seeking compl..
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