Apollonαπολλων Poem by Mary Skarpathiotaki

Your light
i dress
the primitive Word
commune
your passion
eaves drop

Priestess
ancient altar
which oracle
is preparing

incomprehensibly
ecstatically
in
your thought
I'm gone

You
as
the golden one
LYRE at a nice pace
prepare

We sink
inexplicably
we fall in love
the world
from the beginning..

You
Use and Inspiration
You give

Falling
Uranus Commands
Are you

You are a fancer
You become a command


Come on,
and love Become

Come and Dream Stay

and

as
the vocalist
lyrics knit
around us
Eumenides
the dance set up! ..
© Mary Skarpathiotaki