Helen II

Helen II

I was a sphinx gazing at
The desert of my discontent
Before I tasted your lips.

After you kissed me
Everything changed:
The desert is a savanna now
And I sing the fandangos of our love.

Only the written kisses
Survive the brief
Incandescent alchemy
Of human passion,
The poets wrote

But that is not true
Cause when you look at me I burn,
You touch me and I’m caught.

Poets, what would they know
About love.

But I can excuse them
Because they cannot hear
The fandangos of our love.

And never tasted
The nectar of your soul.

Nicholas Fourikis- 14th Feb 08