Νostalgia

Στέλλα-Λουΐζα Κατσαμπή, Ιούνιος 2015

Nostalgia

From the Depths of my Womb

Till the last cell of my entire body

I keep constantly searching for your traces

‘Cause every touching has a memory

Lately, my nights became unbearable

It’s all these unfulfilled daydreams

Dashed in the roads of this messy town

In which I have desperately sought you

Holding me tight to your body

I was like a mighty Phoenix  

Burning in my flames, unbreakably

Playing puzzle games with Death

And you left so many times

Letting my corps in ashes

No flowers, no trees, only this infinite nostalgia left

Making my life an avast desert of thoughts

The place I call “Nostalgia” has room only for one.

My only one, my special one, my never-ending lover

I will decorate it with the brightest colors of the universe
And there, you can be safe in the rootsof my memory.