Spyros M. Aronis
You came, myriad times, into my life
In other times, in curried hours
In other times, in lucid hours
But you were since then, one of the most
In other times you were pretty as a goddess
In other times you were as a witch, shrew,
ugly and bad.
But whoever you were, I shall always
Keep you in my heart.
In other times you were a sword, hard whip thunderbolt,
In other times you were as wind's greatly
But however you will be something eternal for me.
You taught me so much wild and sneaky
beautiful and sweet
So I'll always...