sakis athanasiadis Grecce Poems

Somewhere far in Aegean the map
The loneliness of winter in the hedge you
Will speak to her and hear dumb
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Gifts
(The road of love)

Run... in the way of love again run
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A SMALL BREAKFAST

Now that the sun is not prohibited
I'll go on the road
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NOTHING I hear?

I read your words on screen:
'Your poems are death and life
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When you do not sleep at night
Turn back the time
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With a Vespa in Prespa

ou said to me we go interruptions
the heat to us it will eat
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The children of Stone

Your secrets you know they have
With code in machine
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Europeans the City

When they stopped above
From the hill that sleeps
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In the end of street in 'cardboard
Sleeps Paris and Helen is cold
In his body has instead of sheet
Newspaper but the cold bites
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In my dream some evening
Blew air possible my
Everywhere street dark
But i asks little light
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