Agape
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 …