The Buccaneer


(a very small part of a long poem)

My unflinching Buccaneer…
You dressed me with the dress of Eternity,
black as the raven,
And I became your dark Maiden,
your Lady for Ever.

You stole all my implicit desires
And built an unsinkable corsair… just for me…
Strange winds belly out the beautiful mauve sails
And on the awe-inspiring fore we stand,
smelling the flavor of the Eternal North Sea …gazing into the Infinity.

We chose to make the great Rebellion…
and here we are..
Lost in the Black Waters by our desires.
Out of this world,
beyond these words.

Delivered from the cruel reality
which keeps us apart,
we created our own Eden, our secret floating Isle
…I’m your Lilith and you are my God,
full of sins we are, but we reached the Tree of Life at last.

(The Siren)

~Evlampia Tsireli~

Επιτρέπεται η ηλεκτρονική αναδημοσίευση μόνο εφόσον αναδημοσιευτεί το πλήρες κείμενο, με ξεκάθαρη απόδοση στη συγγραφέα Ευλαμπία Τσιρέλη,  μαζί με σύνδεσμο στην παρούσα σελίδα. Απαγορεύεται κάθε είδους έντυπη αναδημοσίευση. Σε αντίθετη περίπτωση, θα υπάρχουν κυρώσεις σύμφωνα με τον Νόμο 2121/1993.


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