Monday, 31 August 2009

Morning in Thessaloniki

[Vergina is not a misprint. It is a small town near Thessaloniki. It is where the tomb of Alexander the Great's father is believed to have been located.]

It's three in the morning
and we're walking
through Thessaloniki

in and out of rain-soaked


side by side
but not touching

I want to kiss you

to taste the morning mist
on your lips

to smell the dawn
in your hair

to wake up to you
not your memory

of course nothing happened

but autumn's desire
left unfulfilled
still lingers

like the pinewood smoke


above the misty hills
of sacred Vergina

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