- Erotic Poetry
- All-Drunk 09-Yellow Lights
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ALL-DRUNK 9-YELLOW LIGHTS
For every outgoing pale ghost,
As this day breaks, I can care no more,
I am-all drunk, and in your thrill I'm lost,
I want to make love on this sea shore.
This village, the romantic Koutsouras,
Taverna "Votsalakia", Sunday morning,
I leave you now cause I'm in a rush,
And Popi in a while will be yawning.
As I was making all this kind of thoughts,
I saw ten metres further yellow lights,
My tortured soul got into its knots,
And all my ghosts came back in pale white.
I am all-drunk, dear ghost, it's not my fault,
Unfaithfulness to you not my intention,
Trying to set back myself to my default,
I want a fuck just to relax my tension.
A car with lights on stopped for a while,
And so I had some time to recover,
The ghost was gone to hide in its file,
But left me in no doubt, I' m still its lover.
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