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