Κυριακή 17 Νοεμβρίου 2013

The sunrise of words


Her eyes are
loving the caress of light

Her lips are
who love the kisses of words

Her hands are
who love the humanity supply

Because her hands  create
the verbal life of dreams

Since in her eyes' lightning
two favorite words smile sweetly
facing a poem whitch is born sweetly
painting her future with the joy of the stars

Σάββατο 9 Νοεμβρίου 2013

A book enlightens the world

The look of words is dancing
in the light of her eyes

The lips of the book quench their thirst
in hers only hands

The glimpses of meanings illuminate
on the edge of her look

As the girl writes forever
the reading of her soul
to the voice of a word that just
has loved her hands