Boreas
With sharpened fangs and
grasping talons
they depict Boreas
though its benevolence
runs smoothly through your veins
as my hand under satin blouse
follows contour of your nipple
and the Boreas sings
for us two hiding
in the terrace loveseat
secluded from
the neighbor’s conspiring eyes
and you said
I enjoy the wind’s caress on my legs
as I do your fingers on my nipple
Manolis 