In the Faraway
After that day
I hear about you
exclusively
in breaking dreams
they are like breaking news
for people
meant to be heard
only by me.
In Breaking Dreams
I hear you're living
in a stone tower
by the sea,
Alone, with nothing
lonely without us
yet in your world
lost and serene.
Cold in some cases
sad in others
the dreams support me
or get me drained.
In Breaking Dreams
you're reaching for me
After that day
you died on me.
A "romantic' (I think) poem by pyrgia
for Giorgio Veneto's contest "In the Faraway"
Copyright © Archontoula Alexandropoulou | Year Posted 2014
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