OLYMPIA (Sanctury)


When I was
Addicted
To Eurovision

She would be
The most beautiful
Presenter

I built her a stage
Appropriate for the Graceful
Entrance

She would make

A sanctuary of all
The tender goodness
In the world

She did not come
To this theatre

Yet I find her here
In my soul

In memories of her son
On this stage

And Bohemian Rhapsody
Sung Live

Awakens memories
Of an innocent Winter
A happy Spring

And a Summer filled
With sorrow

A long delayed Autumn
And a recovery
Of sorts

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