CHRYSSA VELISSARIOU
I DANCE FOR YOU
I feel dizzy looking at your eyes! I love them. They are
containing me and you are contained in mine... Tan lamps that radiate love and
beauty. They invite me in, they invite the world, sanctuaries of
magic forces to serve Eros, who's not afraid to be a savior. Any soul I
look, through them, is healed.
Blessed the love in us ... It is generously felt in
ecstasy every day. I wear gleaming gold baubles and bangles, beads
and coins, the ring with the red ruby of our passion. I hang your black rosary
of the twinkling night's stars on my hand, I start a charming belly dance . I
dance for you, sun of midday, you are traveling me with our love!
First I stand bathed in your spokes with my hands upraised
to the sky. I pump redemptive energy from the edges of your humid lochs.
To pass it as brand new golden love on the world.
You make me a better woman, even when I meet you only with my
imagination.
You first see me when you open your eyes to the morning light.
Keep your eyes open, your heart thirsts overwhelmed with healing. Accept the
gift of love which purls through all your members.
Look at your hands! At these hands, the hands I love, at their
every tiny detail. Warm them from all sides. Feel that all my tenderness left
me and came to embrace your hands. Then it begins to be infused like balm
in every of your members, in the neck, in your ears, in your
elbows,in your chest, even in your big, impressive toes.
Every inch of your body told me one thousand stories,sang me one
thousand songs.
What is the need of pens and paper! If poetry can be what you
touch, everything you feel, enough to be bewitched by the magic wand of
passion. I do not need to know how to read or write! The whole world is an
invisible paper to paint love which tends to meet its creator.
"Be well!". A phrase, said out of politeness.
Whisper it, listen to it from my lips day and night. If anyone hears me, smile,
do not explain, just immerse yourself, absorb and breathe in courtesy to be
sweetened.
Stay for a while longer, dear! Come on! Fondle tenderly my
thoughts, I need it! Do not think of what will occupy your attention and will
be your responsibility all day. Wait! Hug me a bit more tightly, like I will
too ... Do not say nothing, do not think for a moment ! A moment before I
answer to the real world "Okay, okay, I'm coming ..."
You are everywhere with me! Nobody knew, but I came back to
embrace you in the empty room and we were still there together eternally in
love.
Darling! I invent a new game every day, today I will think
more about the words and will observe more the objects that also begin with the
letter S. which is the first letter of your name ...
When my mind wants to banish what tires me, what makes me sad,
what upsets me, I close my eyes and contemplate your image. I dissipate
whatever is negative in life,an angel, who has your face, throws away
everything like ashes over the sea . I fly with you and paint
the world with colors that suit you. Like an Hindu dancer, I try to make
drawings in the air of your tattoos, which are indelibly marked on your body
with all the emotions they carry.
One of them is me. A yellow rose with petals orange on the
edge. On your left arm. I'm sure you see it all the time and smile. You caress
it and kiss it, when nobody looks. When you do not have the courage to do it,
that's why I lent you my eyes to look through my own perspective once in
a while. World is filled with yellow roses with tiny thorns to remind you that
beauty wins and difficulties are prognosed to lose the game. My subconscious
gift accompany you as a stamp on your body, look inside you!
I brought you yellow for optimism, to rejoice, to keep your
spirit always alive and vivid to dwell spiritually, to love life and to
withstand life ...
I brought you orange to do not forget to come and feel alive by
enjoying nature. To struggle, to be independent and dative, a loyal
friend to anyone, who loves you.
You offer me black all the time through your rosary. A
mixture of all colors, you ask me for prestige and dignity, me to stand
unbending for your sake, you to be proud of me.
I decided my luminous soul to be only yours, a star in your
loneliness. To be fomented its splendor by you, to grow stronger, to be
inexhaustible. To love you again, again and again with the rhythm which the
beads of your rosary sing.
Ah! What a great force can have a small object, what direct
effect to the soul, what courage it can give, when offered out of love!
I caress you by touching its beads or I hold your hand by
wearing it on mine, whenever I need you. I smell it to retrace your smell.
Unite with me in this aura, dancing for you in front of me. Its
song will save you.Throw away, my love, what shook your confidence.
Because my confidence also refuses to camp anywhere else, than on the edges of
your soul.
We are bathed in red by a sunset full of excitement,
of passion and of promises for the coming morning.
Let's golden, golden, golden be your day with all this
happy festival, which I create to send you.
I sown flowers in ruby color in the garden of my heart to honor
your name.I wear your ring and I dance in circle, I vibrate to vibrate the
earth, whereon I step decanting you courage, bravery and treatment.
Wear this moment, which I embellished for you!
When my desire becomes unbearable, the consolation is my only
help. I imagine you in a thousand and one expressions of love. Choreographing
every sense in its dance. In a sunny shore in the scent of pine and sea ...
Your eyes come again and your neck ... The colors ...
I come to wrap you with my desire, to make you feel
my endless kisses ... To create a fragrant breeze you to inhale, you to be
resurrected, to make me revive since our soul is the same.
Close your eyes to smell the aroma! Listen to my whispered
spells...Let your palm open for me to come and lick the bees's honey in
there, sliding my tongue over it towards your lips to share with you the taste
of thyme and mint ...
Let's shut our eyes for a moment and everything that divides us,
disappears ... How exquisitely we feel together now that we have a house to shelter
our souls! Stay a little longer ... Dance a passionate tango with me, feel the
rhythm of our joined bodies, warmly, relaxed, leisurely, until we fall asleep
laughing and weary, entwined in our bed for as long as reality
fades ...
(C)CHRYSSA VELISSARIOU2013
