To the huntress of dreams

We should have met

In another time

When the sunset

Broke like a wave on your windows

And you with a ready wit full of sorrow

In the tender wait of tears

Throw me off balance on my motorcycle

And from the pockets of my leather jacket

Grab the poems.


© Γιάννης Τόλιας

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