Your fingers leap across your harp
Your hair is down, it glows
You hum a tune just low enough
So only you and Nyx may listen
You bathe beneath moonlight
Your shoulders pale and bare
Your eyes a glazing amber
So under the stars they glisten
On the shores of lesbos I wait each hour
Curious heart and straining ears
Perhaps you’d hum a little louder
Perhaps I too could hear












