Last tears

JULIET

How did the party go in Portman Square?

I cannot tell you
Juliet was not there

And how did Lady Gaster's party go?

Juliet was next to me and I do not know.




Hilaire Belloc, English, 1870-1953

Εσυ

Eιναι παλι ξημερωματα
και το φως μπαινει απο τις γρυλιες
Ομως η καρδια δεν ειναι στο πατωμα
Την νιωθω τωρα.
Δεν κοιμαμαι.
Εισαι διπλα μου και με χαιδευεις
εκει στον λαιμο
που με κανει και ανατριχιαζω.
θελω να με αγγιζεις συνεχεια..
Ισως
γιατι εχεις τα ομορφοτερα χερια
που εχω δει ποτε μου.

I am falling in sweet love..

Still feel you

How does it really feel?
It's hard to say
It's like trying to talk when you're swimming
you don't
You just float in the sea
with the sun warming the water
You could be there forever
It's the same temperature as your skin
You feel so at home...
That's how it is being in Love.










Photo by Taso Papadakis

Memories die hard

The perfect day

I am walking with my umbrella under the warm rain

He is waiting for me across the street

smiling at me.

It's a perfect day.

Lost

In a past life I was a mermaid who fell in love

with an ancient mariner.

I pulled him into the sea to be my husband.

I didn't know he couldn't breathe underwater.

Οταν βρεχει θα με παιρνεις πιο σφιχτα αγκαλια;

Φερε μου λιγο θαλασσα

I've been alone all along

I see exactly where you placed

your lips

When I look in the mirror

late at night

Walking down the pavement

like a schoolgirl away from school

and you watch me

from behind

I already know the sounds you make

just by looking at

the corner of your mouth

Your nervous hands

with the crambling paper

I use soap and lotion

but the traces are still there

I can see them every time

When I look in the mirror

late at night..

The kiss

You have witchcraft in your lips

Far and away

When you are gone

I feel as flat and dull

as plastic cards

Shuffle and reshuffle

the surface slick easy to wipe off

the edges rounded harmless

Then you appear

and I fling the cards

like fireworks

they fall into

a winning pattern

look a perfect run of hearts..

(Photo by Taso Papadakis)

Romeo and Juliet

What's in a name?

That which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet..

The end of Summer

I am dreaming

I am standing at the bottom of the ocean

Really quiet

Breathing

Floating

Breathing

See my hair tangling, drawning

in the water

Velvet skin and

supple

Water breathing life

into me

Blue is my vision

Surface is my limit

and

You in between..

(Photo by Taso Papadakis)

JOHNNY

What do I do with such happiness?

He is wearing a blue shirt and I am laughing really loud

sitting at the back of his old bike

I lift it up and I stand up on the seat

my one hand touching his hair saying goodbye to my fears

But my gold sandals are brittle and a strap brakes

"You could make them into a crown and be the Queen of the Gypsies"

he tells me.

I take them off and I throw them into the sea.

From now on I will be walking barefoot and

nothing will hurt my bare Gypsy feet.

We are going down the pathway and I mumble words against the heat

He laughs and his laughter is blue.

And so are his kisses

I used to be an island girl

I used to be an island girl

Big waves are coming

They will swallow the city I live in