Maria Panoutsou


Glance Story
Third  Version 2018-2019


And pray to God
to have mercy upon me
M.P

I am with him
city is not so cold.

Time is a game,
for children and lovers,
space, is game for stars,

Moving between places,
to find an easy corner,
for our naked bodies.

A little peaceful venue,
for our eternity,.

I collect flowers, for him,
he is preparing
paper, for me  to write
a story.

We smile, as we are walking
having inside our glance,
the face of each other.

How easy Winter is,
when you love someone.

Not the  NEABHOUR ‘S  love  
Or  the utopia one,
Or  like  an insect,
who is flying around the  noise,
and not be able to any one  
to catch it.

For this ‘winterlove’ of mine,
cause,  
Is a love near to  nothingness

~*~
Maria  Panoutsou,