I should dedeicate a poem to her..

I met Anna years ago

in a job connected place



we talked for a few

at times we met



we had something like

how did we call it?



a "parallel life"



She met a John

and i met a John



I broke up with John

she broke up with John



She met the love of her life

I met the Love of my life



Then once we had the same dream

so strange



very strange



its was a dream of dead animals

we shared it with opened mouths



that was as i think now the begging..



from then

we were almost one



we shared everything

every minute

every drop of cry

every shine of smile



we at the begging shared a bottle

then she preferred beer



we only shared a beer on vacations at lunch

next to the sea

laughing all the time..fighting the flies





sharing all those funky moments

on that small island

we had really a fun girl



and surprises

for you and even for me and you know it well



it s that sense of freedom we gave to each other



and those Sundays at that kind of cave in Koukaki

we were always waiting for them

dancing

laughing

even singing hahaha

sometimes on stage



and after separating

we kept that freedom within alone



it maybe was for that

not maybe



it was for that



we are here now ourselves again



separated

but with that old feeling of flying



each one on her own



lets just kiss those memories again for once

and go on..



no hard feelings..