A Greek nymph can sing without and within
As I hear her before falling asleep
And in every dream about my love’s spin
As I listen to her voice as I leap
From Athens into her mind where I find
Memories she was unable to waive
As they were unimaginably signed
With words to be together till my grave.
My inner cat feels my pain and distress
As I continue to write about her
Remembering every no and each yes
As I’m dying again to hear her purr.
Goddess Athena comforts my sorrow
Preparing me for the same tomorrow.
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Dedicated to the past since the present is forgetful and the future is unknown.
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Semeli Papavasiliou - Let Me Be Your World
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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