cold winds sweep
through my hair
and my clothes
as I sit
looking at the stars
again
and in the distance
a triad of tombs
gigantic monuments
gods' own resting place
now amongst their own
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Poems 2
PoetryWhile in English exists only one word for it, the ancient Greeks with their aim for self-understanding and knowledge found eight different varieties of love that we might all experience at some point: 1. Eros (Erotic love) - represents the idea of s...
