Symptoms of Love

Once again🐚  

So once again

You’ll leave

And again you’ll return

To sing to my shells

As you break apart

And curl up

Like the sea

You’ll bring unto me

All the treasures of your heart

You will whisper, you will cry

You will come like a storm

as you fill my body

with love

Tell me 🌹

Tonight

My ears are soft

Listening to the melody

Of your beautiful lies

Tell me

whatever you want

About love

 On that street 🌨️

Signs of love

illuminated

that street

like lanterns in the evening

A cloudburst rained

Drops of happiness

Over our heads.

If only I could

Hold on to them

For one more

Street

In a faraway city ☔

Along streets of Graffiti

In a faraway city

I picked raindrops

and winter smells

That were dripping

Onto your neck

Then I saw How

Your moist eyes

Stopped the time

That we had

Lost

I wanted us to stay

Across the sunrise of the Acropolis,

At night to drink

Mastic Tears

And dance Zeibekiko

As long as

Your eyes are

Still moist

Shall We Dance? 🔥

Shall we dance,

In the dark.

All our yes

And no,

The distance that dose

Tear us apart

And unite us

Shall we dance,

My love,

My stranger,

In the shallow water

To escape

Or in the deep ocean

To capture

A wild passion

Ripping up our clothes

Of Silence

Revealing the very

First seduction

The very first

Naked

Dance.

My longings 🦋

My longings stretch across

The endless summer,

The sea shells that

I left behind,

The sands I never touched

And the waves that never

Wait

*Translated by Mel Rosenberg

To Write Words 🥀

To write words

That have a key

To get into his home,

Into his room

And there, under the blanket

To undress quietly

In the darkness of his

Embrace

Orpheus, tell me more 🎶

Orpheus

God of the words and the music

This night

We will celebrate our reunion

As long as the moon blooms

I will wear nothing

But my heart

Spread around me

To your silky words

I will listen

Like a desert that is dying

To listen to the sea

Tell me more about love

This one that only you can have

And capture it for eternity

With the golden strings

Of your bouzouki

Tell me more about love

This one that has no skies

Or earth

To live

And let me now

Dance for you

All my existence

💃

Give me sweet or bitter 🍷

Dionysus

Come on

It’s after midnight

Give me sweet, bitter, or dry

All the wine that you have

Play with me in the dark

Play with me fire

Do not worry

My head is not here

My heart is asleep

I am yours for good

And for bad

Put a mask on my face

Tie my eyes

Take my hands, my lips

My night

Let’s forget the loneliness

The pain

Let’s erase the tears

from the words

And play

It is soon August 🍹

It is soon August my love,

What could we do this summer?

Let it go.

After all,

It is soon August my love,

On its horizon, I once painted the stars

I had a sea

I had an island

And lost them both

Once I had a bottle of Mythos

And Bouzouki music

That made me dance

my soul

With tears

Teach me 🐚

Poseidon,

God of the oceans and the seas

Teach me to read the sea

Teach me to read the sand

Teach me the storm

Teach me the

Depths

And let me be

A barefoot shell

Waiting for

Your waves

‏🌊When Poseidon talks

When Poseidon speaks to me

From his Aegean Sea

I listen.

His words are galloping

Blue

And turquoise

He knows

I will bend on my knees

Praying for his beauty

On his shores

And I will wait for him

To wet

My heart

In front of your sea, Poseidon ⚓

In front of your sea

Where you undressed

My soul

And showed me

Your divine power

Make me drunk with Mythological wine

And make me yours

For one day

As long as

I live

I Asked💧

I asked,

Don’t step on the rain

We’ll tread between the drops

Maybe in this field

Waiting for us

Is love

Still wild,

Love

Which we haven’t yet

Τοuched

Kostas tells me🌷

Kostas tells me

About an Indonesian flower

That blooms and lives

Only one night

Doesn’t close its eyes

And gets drunk

Drop by drop

Second after second

From the honey jar of love

Until it doesn’t mind dying

At dawn

Happy.

And I don’t know

If it’s something that

Kostas invented

Or a real thing

 But I don’t care at all

 As long as he believes in it

 And I believe him

 And there isn’t any

Google search

To erase the fantasies.

Kostas tells me

And I believe him

As we walk down

The streets of Athens

In December

And the lights above

Hang like shining stars

Around the city’s neck

And I know, this is how

True legends

Come true

🌷

You haven’t seen 💃

Three glasses of wine

Spinning in her head

And love

That passed

You haven’t seen her dancing

You haven’t seen

Her.

You went outside

Looking for distant stars

In hot July nights

And in your hands

A bottle of iced water

And an empty heart

In my suitcase 🌈

In my suitcase

Colorful scarves

Curl up

On the music pillow

Of Umm Kulthum

And when the heart

Translates the song

“Houbi eh”-what is this Love?

Bare feet I dance

Miles of

Longings

Don’t believe in words 🍂

Don’t believe in words

They wear make-up

Sophisticated masks

Manners

Experience

Pride

They are naked

Only in poems

Where they are

Vulnerable

And have no mercy

Whatsoever

The Sea of October 🐬

It’s okay to be quiet

And gray

To withdraw

Into the abyss

It’s okay

To close your spectacular shows

Even the big sea

Sometimes needs

To dive.

Another City🌜

I want

Another City

For a week

For a day

For an hour

This one that her winter scents

Are mixed up with cups of coffee and ouzo

This one that lights on

A stolen moon for me

In the middle of the day

And at night her bouzouki

Wakes up the sleeping

Heart

Spring 🌷

There will always be spring

Said the sparrow

To the naked tree

But first,

We must pass

The winter

Together

🦜

I collect🍂

I collect the

The last golden days

Of October

In my hands

Before the rain

Before the storm

Will come

My love

The journeys that we did not make

This summer

Are folded

And with them

The silent summer moon

Maybe,

Sometime After the winter

We will sail to a small island

And we will relearn

The language of love

Jaffa plays 🥀

Jaffa casts

A fishnet over me

With its beautiful colors

Trying to calm down my longing

That is sailing

To another sea

Jaffa plays with us

Magical hide-and-seek

To continue dreaming

To keep smiling behind the masks

That stopped the beautiful circles

Of our planet

The year 2019 was a year of honey

Made by the queen bee

Now we are bees with broken wings

Licking the leftovers of Life

September is coming 🍁

‎

September is coming

To close the summer

Do not rush to open the door

Maybe we still have time

To celebrate

Over a bottle of wine

To steal a warm night

At some beach

Maybe we’ll see the moon

Swimming in the sea

We will steal its clothes

And run away

Maybe we will forget

what we have become

And touch as before

Without any fear

That love

Will hurt

Memories from Rhodes 🩵

In some small island

Where my heart

Anchored

long time ago

April🌸 

April

Descends from the top floor

Of the winter

His eyes are green

The last raindrops are dripping

On his coat

And a scent of citrus flowers

Blows on his neck

He Spreads the grey hair of the winter

He lights colors and aromas in the fields

He plays with the bees

Until they melt into

Honey at his

Feet

On the last day ⛈️

The sky turned gray

The storm is coming

So they said

And the sea and I

We were waiting silently.

It was on the last day

My heart sank

Into a small piece

Of wrinkled paper

With letters of love

That has been erased

Dark swallows circled above

And dotted the sky

With tears.

Talks with the sea 🐦‍⬛

Have you brought me

greetings

From the beautiful land

Of the gods?

Is Poseidon still painting Turquoise

In the Aegean Sea?

Is Dionysus still

Picking plum grapes and

Turning them

Into misty red wine

Is Eros still shooting his arrows

To capture gullible Hearts?

Are the bouzouki’s strings still

Crying for love

And a barefoot moon is

Dancing at night

To their melodies

Shedding a tear

When no one can see?

Tell me,

What should I do with my longings?

They wait like ships, ready

To cross the horizon

Have not known

The wind in their sails

For so long?

Two streets from here ⛈️

Two streets from here

It was winter

And you came in

You abandoned Yourself

In my arms

Like the pounding rain

Exploding your loneliness.

And you sought Shelter in me

In those moments

You would have been Prepared

To cry and to leave,

Knowing that this is

As close as it gets

And yet you cannot Stay

We Will Continue 🎼

You will continue to play your music

I will continue to write poems

At night we will share the moon

Half for you

And half for me

But never full.

You will drink your bitter whisky

I will have dry wine

We will listen to songs that we love

In deferent hours

And maybe we will miss

Each Other

Sometimes

And yet, we will never cross

The time

That separates

Between us

Don’t collect 🐚

‏Don’t collect any more Shells

They lose

The smell of the sea

‏When they wake up

At home

It has been ages since 🖊️

It has been ages since

There were stamps

For love letters

Once the hand would tremble

While writing them

Knowing that

It’s impossible

To delete

The sweet mistakes

Of the heart

I prefer ⏲️

I prefer

The old records

When you could see

The hand of the

Record player

Trembling

From each word of

Love

Attention!❣️

Tonight

There is

Fresh paint

Of love

On the bench

If you sit down

With me

You will not be able

To leave

There are not enough letters 🖊️

Sometimes It looks to me

Like there are not enough letters

For the word love

This love that has so many faces

This one that is traveling away

Or getting closer, chasing, or hiding

This one that is crying, or cuddling

And living restless all the time

This one that is falling

Or flying

Blooming or stabbing

This one that you want from me

This one that I’m asking

From you.

The Crimson Bloom🥀

When the crimson bloom

Will come to an end

I will miss walking down the street

Whose road signs are

Small sunsets of red flowers

This tree is called Callistemon,

A name that doesn’t match

The burning ruby needles

That’s why I will call it

The crimson tree

This one who paints with passion

The falling rain

And my longings

🍂

Tell me Pythia 🍂

Tell me Pythia,

Where his eyes are sailing

Is another sea

Spreading a blue net

For him

Have I lost him

In some unknown season

Should I come

To your Oracle

Do you have another answer

As I know my spells

Are falling

Leaves.

We are ✨

We are

Just

Two planets

In Space

Circling round each other

Now and then

And colliding

In the darkness.

* Translated by Mel Rosenberg

 The world 💫

‎”The world doesn’t turn

Around us”,

He said.

And the star of love heard him

Then it folded its light

Shut its heart

And left the galaxy

Ashamed.

After all,

What is a tiny star of love

In a universe

Of big stars?

While you are sleeping 🌔

While you are sleeping

When you are drunk

When you aren’t paying

Any attention

I will tell you

Words that don’t exist

In daylight

That are not afraid

To reveal themselves

Knowing

That you’ll remember

Nothing

When you

Wake up

I covet turquoise💙

I covet turquoise

From the Aegean Sea

That I am in love with.

Stolen waters are

Sweet

And I paint with them

My dreams.

I have an immortal affair

With the Greek Gods

They whisper to me love words

That don’t exist in any other tongue,

Till I don’t want to wake up

Let’s pretend 🎭

I am pulling out

The golden strings

That the sun

Spread

Over the Aegean Sea

Before traveling

To another sea.

Soon

The wine of the night

Will come to delete

Whatever sanity

We have left

Let’s pretend that

You are Poseidon

And I got lost

Following

You

.

Before you go🌊

Before you go

To another season

Before you sail

To another sea

You leave me some

Sands with your

Summer bare footsteps

And shells

Full of

Whispers

Tell me a story  

‎🌙

Don’t go.

Tell me a story

Before bedtime,

Once upon a time

We had a moon

And stars

And a blanket of feathers

To fly

together…

Tell me,

And do not turn off

The lights