On a Grey Thread/Mnasidika
Mnasidika
I shall not harm you at all nor ask you for anything,You need have no fear;I am only very tired and would like to rest awhileWith my head hereAnd play with the long strands of your loosed hair,Or touch your skin,Feel your cool breath on my eyes, watch it stirThose rising hills where your breasts begin;And listen to your voice whispering tender wordsUntil, perhaps, I fall asleep;Or feel you kiss my forehead to comfort me a littleIf I should weep.That is all, just to lie so beside youTill dawn's lamp is lit.You need not fear me. I have given too much of loveEver to ask for it.