I Love a Girl
I love a girl
She lives on whims
Sometimes distorted
Yet always true
Dedicated
Emancipated
.
I love a girl
I know but for five days
She understands my soul
I feel dependent
Yes, independent
We count the raindrops
On the window
.
The pane on a lonely sill
Trying to keep insipid maggots away
I swear I saw her smile
I swear she had stopped crying
She was still rosy and thin
Like a girlfriend; just out of a coma
.
Pain while leaning on the window sill
It’s turned to mundane thoughts
Of boring tranquility
The kind that takes away creativity
That’ll keep your ear from being accidentally cut off
.
I love a girl
And she loves me
We’re both living in serendipity
Our lives
Our works
Our sweet temporary madness
We paint on an empty easel-less board
We write our thoughts on a chalkboard
.
And that’s the story of our creative life
When turned off, it’s hedonistic
.
I love a girl
As much as I should
I know she loves me
Loves me for good
(C) Ted Kouretas 2018
Main post photo: Ted Kouretas — Park Bench in Autumn Leaves (Montreal, 2018)
Photo below: Ted Kouretas — Prostitute Row (Psirri, Athens, 2017)