The guitar is playing, songs of the soul

Φωτογραφία της Stamatina Vathi.

Poem: Stamatina Vathi

2-6-2017

The guitar is playing, songs of the soul,
the sun gives his sunbeams to all our road.
And I whisper your word,
” where are you my love?”

I hear the river,
I hear the noise of my car,
I hear the vibration of my lonely heart.
The water is supporting me with all his demand.

The path of the unknown,
the tear of our hope,
the rhythm of the lonely guitar,
is reminding your voice, your roar.

An eagle is flying,
over my head like an Angel brown
and I smell the hot tires,
like my breath wants to die.

My wings don’t want to fight
and my heart is ready to die.
And I whisper your word,
” where are you my love? “.

I really want to fly.
To give you a hug till the eternal life.
To give you a kiss, stars of my night.
I love you so tight.

The road is a lonely friend.
We are talking our problems and secrets till it ends.
A tear is coming, a doubt in my heart is burning.
” where are you my love??”, I am crying.

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