A love in verse

Certain Nights

2000-10-08
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Still it haunts me that I went – 

That I must go again – 

To that woman with morals bent

As corkscrews who, to men,

Is fanciable flesh and naughty tongue – 

To me her siren song is sung


When I’ve platonic hopes to nurse – 

She lures me along

All innocent, then worse and worse

Things get – I know it’s wrong,

Yet she’s a feast of all delights

Who drives me crazy certain nights. 


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Memories

You beside me on the balcony

The dark Aegean sea at dawn

And ouzo and water and cigarettes...

I Shall Not Hold You Again

In life I shall not hold you again-

I've held the box your ashes are in-

But I can't take death on the chin...