T28 : GAVRINIS stèle n°12
On to our bedroom walls my eyes
open up yet wider
at the whispering of your name.
This is where our love dwelt,
adorning space
with offering lips.

Memory whispers of your dear name,
remote murmurs of virginal sceneries,
rustling images on to the mirror of recollections,
the mind cannot hush
what it cannot grasp.