Troubadours of love (3)

To get drunk from the tear of the stars
and from the erotic associations
of Avgerinos and Puglia
and stunned by the music of Apollo.
Waif to distant cravings
to come and find you….
without knowing where you are ….
who you are …..
To wander out of reality
to exotic island, forgotten
similar odyssey that will last only one night,
secret and vast and sin.
Unknown beloved,
my knees bend and my joy is celebrating
and my dreams are celebrating
and they are seducing me and dragging me.
Waif to sinful desires.
I collapse on you and trace
his privacy
in an endless night in an Odyssey ….
with you that I do not know and I expect.
Waif to unknown and distant desires …