Κοχύλια

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FIRST MEETINGS We celebrated every moment  Of our meetings as epiphanies,  Just we two in all the world.  Bolder, lighter than a bird's wing,  You hurtled like vertigo  Down the stairs, leading  Through moist lilac to your realm  Beyond the mirror.  When night fell, grace was given me,  The sanctuary gates were opened,  Shining in the darkness  Nakedness bowed slowly;  Waking up, I said:  'God bless you!', knowing it  To be daring: you slept,  The lilac leaned towards you from the table  To touch your eyelids with its universal blue,  Those eyelids brushed with blue  Were peaceful, and your hand was warm.  And in the crystal I saw pulsing rivers,  Smoke-wreathed hills, and glimmering seas;  Holding in your palm that crystal sphere,  You slumbered on the throne,  And - God be praised! - you belonged to me.  Awaking, you transformed  ...