Ashes became
your tender kisses
that you once gave me
on fiery nights.
They faded with the passage of time,
and it feels like a sad dream
to be here
kneeling, beside your cold body,
praying to God
to take me from this world
and let me rest in your embrace
forever.
©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou



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