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WHAT IS LOVE FOR A STATUE I can see through your land Through your sea and your horizon But what I see I don’t know Are you a woman or a statue Your hair are made of loneliness Your eyes are made of centuries Your blood is made of stars You are so far but yet so distant You skirt me sometimes Because I think that you steel my ability To look with my inner eyes But the worst is that you control me So much and I cant recognize myself Are you a spirit of love or a misery Yet I can see through your land Through your sea and your horizon But I cant understand why you left me Forgotten in an empty road Why you ignore my footsteps Why your chains hold me tight In your anything except love What is love for a statue What is love for a creature which his blood is made of stars the philosopher cries cause he can say by sure what are you as I can see you are something between a woman and a statue you have the beauty of a woman and the hardness of a statue you are made of flesh and marble you are made to cause tears and fears to your lovers but how can anybody make love with a statue how can anybody be a woman and a statue in the same time I can see through your land Through your sea and your horizon But I still wonder what I see What are you and what I am To insist loving you But mainly I still wonder What is love for a statue CHRISTOS HARATSARIS POET ATHENS-GREECE
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Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 1:32 PM UTC
WHAT IS LOVE FOR A STATUE
WHAT IS LOVE FOR A STATUE I can see through your land Through your sea and your horizon But what I see I don’t know Are you a woman or a statue Your hair are made of loneliness Your eyes are made of centuries Your blood is made of stars You are so far but yet so distant You skirt me sometimes Because I think that you steel my ability To look with my inner eyes But the worst is that you control me So much and I cant recognize myself Are you a spirit of love or a misery Yet I can see through your land Through your sea and your horizon But I cant understand why you left me Forgotten in an empty road Why you ignore my footsteps Why your chains hold me tight In your anything except love What is love for a statue What is love for a creature which his blood is made of stars the philosopher cries cause he can say by sure what are you as I can see you are something between a woman and a statue you have the beauty of a woman and the hardness of a statue you are made of flesh and marble you are made to cause tears and fears to your lovers but how can anybody make love with a statue how can anybody be a woman and a statue in the same time I can see through your land Through your sea and your horizon But I still wonder what I see What are you and what I am To insist loving you But mainly I still wonder What is love for a statue CHRISTOS HARATSARIS POET ATHENS-GREECE
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Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 1:32 PM UTC
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