On a cloudy day like this...

                                           …my fingers are tracing a lost kiss

I feel my life slipping away
like a butterfly’s beautiful past day
a darken sky upon me
a vulnerable feather on a violin string
a long lost loving spring

tears are like warm lakes
on a surface full of snowflakes

the flowers of hasty trees
are covering my breath
like a dream’s lost earth

                      my memories are bittersweet bees

awaiting to pay the finale fees


Maria Rodopoulou