I Love You, There’s No Way Around It

A

I have black soil, pale soil

blood-red suns,  white suns

hearts with roots,  roots with wings

cities with tombs, tombs with life.

I hold hate in one hand

love in the other.

I am not some mythical creature.

I live in pale blue islands

and scarlet passions.

You know me... You sense me

more than you know me.

B

You know me.

You sense me more than you know me.

Oh, you will tell me

it’s been a long time since we buried Bethlehem

and the anemones on their tombs chatted

to the pale girls of Sion.

I have no demands. I have no demands at all.

Only that you let me see

the sunset in your eyes.

Athens, 1946