flowers for heliodora

White, white violets
with myrtle and tender narcissus;
I shall weave laughing lilies
and soft crocus and purple hyacinths
with roses, flowers of lovers.
I shall come to decorate her brow
and brighten her perfumed hair
in a fine rain of flowers.



the wine cup

The wine cup is happy. It rubbed against
warm Zenophila’s erotic mouth. O bliss!
I wish she would press her lips under my lips
and in one breathless gulp drain down my soul.