It was on the road from Rethymnon to Chania, a carcas between grapes or the other way round
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wim commented on 08.17.03
You certainly know how to weave you lovelines Rebecca, Dionysos would have difficulties resisting your charms
Rebecca commented on 08.17.03
Perhaps Ariadne wove it there, to lie and sip from grapes so fair. Dancing gaily through the vines, with Dionysus, god of wine. Now although her matt is gone, the rusty springs still linger on. On summer days with breezes sweet, one hears her laughter still on Crete.