Oct 29 2008
Agape Mou
Agape
for Pierre
My heart summoned you
at an early age not yet knowing love.
Sensual whispers, warm rains
shower my body and soul with your being.
When you spoke, I could not speak
for words escaped me.
You sang
strumming blood tears on your bouzouki
year after year lost in Rebetiko.
Yet life your muse, music your passion.
Too young
I could only listen;
rhythms burning my very core.
Your melancholy eyes hypnotized my essence
a captive trance, nirvana.
Fate
years later realized.
Now a woman
we shared love, requited passion, unrestrained.
Boundless infinity together a moment in time.
Soon thereafter you were gone.
Suddenly your last breath stolen away, gone too soon.
I now see those melancholy eyes
within the wind amongst the trees along the shore
within my soul;
I love you still,
Agape mou…
This sounds Greek to me.Do you speak Greek? Agape Mou means my Love or My Beloved in Greek..
poli oreo piima!
I loved it.
yanjiaren - Yes, I am half Greek and I do speak a little Greek. Thanks for stopping by.
It was o’er twelve years ago
much more I made a friend
we became good ones not by chance
a person told me then
He said, “Hey__ this is __”
and wanted us to be
as he was oh so talkative
twas I though strange to he.
He and us spoke at playground
so many years ago.
The times he spoke I reacted
and wanted to fit in oh.
I walked and said things I regret
it caused quite laughter and
It made them chuckle; so amusing
the days ran darker then.
It was many years later as
my friends became family
I speak to them almost a day
when I could think of them (I can_)
Now when I think of those days
I think of how things changed
It could be great and fun as days
when times were laughter refrain
Now that I hope God won’t take you
Oh just please not yet’
You are so young older than me
but please I hope that’s not set
I thought of the thankful time
you recovered and felt great
You made a poem rhyme I read
I cried- your heart changed fate
You told and felt so different
at least you know the Lord
So the day I hope it isn’t soon
tell Him. . . You love the word.
God bless ya. Get better…..
Beautifully worded exquisite piece..
Thanks so much for your kind words and comments.