Dorothy's Lullaby. Poem by Tzoutzi Dimitra Mantzourani

Dorothy's Lullaby.

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A glass of wine,
A dead rose in the vase
An ashtray full of cigarette leftovers.
All next to my bed.
Lovers that come and gο
I always call them
Under the same name
"Beau".
They never spend the night with me.
They bore me… to tears.
Τhank God for the wine
Αnd the dead rose's perfume.
Τhat makes me finally sleep…
I'm off…

Sunday, December 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 03 December 2017

A poignant piece depicting the whimsical and temperamental nature of love. Thanks for sharing.

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