For the Love of Anthi

For the love of Anthi, I will dream every night

A path like no other, a cloud enclosed in blue

Caressing her beauty, touching her appetite

Kissing every finger, licking each dip into

For my Anthi’s passion, I am just a vessel

A wooden container, a love-ravenous heart

Yearning to see her soul, spot her flowers’ sessile

Perceive her endlessness, render upon her art

For Anthi’s happiness, for her sublimity

An instrument of love, I shall always become

Counting all her digits, in sheer proximity

Looking into her eyes, to her charm I succumb

My Anthi Kanéna, my forever tender

I bow to your two hands, absorbed by your splendour

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Dedicated to Anthi Psomiadou. Please note that Anthi Kanéna is a fictional character based, in spirit and support, even some of the text, on the real Anthi in two series of stories taking place in Greece.