Dreams

Once again, within a dream,
Upon a street you’ve never seen
I saw your face and heard your voice
I took your hand (I had no choice).

There, into weary eyes I looked,
And read your story like a book,
Though sections still remain unclear,
Yet all I want; to hold you near.

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Athens of the North

City
Of memories
Coloured
With tones
Of sorrow
Old streets
Never walked
Hands entwined
Sights
Unseen
I haunt
Dark alleys
Dreaming
Of futures
Never arrived