Lonesome for a place I know (a song by Everything but the girl)

Hourmouziadis Stelios
2017

Funny how the unknown coupled with the unsaid...
Is that really you or has that little old crack in me,
that seamless eel-like rupture penetrated at last my
inner shell?

I left the room without your solace,
my scattered words meant to impress,
breaching the void....reaching.

I left the room.
The room that was no more the moment I saw...
The room that eclipsed by a gentle glimpse
eyes hovering over my lips,
a rose-lipped mouth
a welcoming piece
your hair so dense
my fingers capturing
a life imprisonment
a wish!

A coffee mug, a table, the reminiscence of (un)spoken word, their blurred
faces - the poetry of it all stood still in your front...

The room?
The people?

I now whisper. I now shiver.
'Cause lights got dimmed and
nothing remains but your voice,
my ears sucking every
dripping sound of yours
the psyche of a choice.

Fear now awaits...I speak the truth;
a written passion, a thorny promise, a man of wood.

 

 

                                                  [Athens, 31.5.2017]

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