Numbers & Feelings

I love. I love.
I cannot express, in words

The feelings I feel
The thoughts unreal

Is it possible to feel this way?

Wrong in so many forms
Sometimes I feel torn

Between this dream, reality
My identity

Sixteen and thirteen.
Teenagers' our theme
Love is our dream

Three years difference
I should be sentenced

Lost in fog
Trapped in bog

His voice I hear
I cannot compare
My happiness, my joy
is not a toy

He is my Lover
I am his one and only,
Charlianokla

From second person love letters, to first person raps,
poems, I now add
I have never had
This sentimental feeling, a mixture
of words textured
so deep, so colourful, indeed intense.

Gorgeous is my Greek
Ioannidis & Priscilla
. & 12.9.14.
Forever