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,