Drinking From The Fountain Of Love

“Step into this room and dance for me”

is playing,

and I perform a free-move dance for you

 — and me — .

The window welcomes the moonlight

letting it dress up

the invisible bridge between us

with a cloak of mystery.

I lay down,

feeling as a feather

that subtly

touches the bed-sheets.

My body becomes a musical instrument

in your hands.

—You make me sound

as an aesthetic manifestation of elevation — .

My navel

is the central source

of my energy-transmission.

— And your fingertips electrify it — .

The eyes are speaking,

the kissing on the neck makes me shudder,

and I can feel your breathing

being synchronized with mine.

The commingling of our substances

composes a blissful melody,

and Eros is smiling

as he picks up his bow and flies away.

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Anthi Psomiadou — CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 International : Credit must be given to the creator/ Only noncommercial uses of the work are permitted/ No derivatives