του Νικου κονδυλη
If I told you the right word
I would be at the entrance of your home,
and before long, I would be sitting on your couch.
If I made the right move–If I were good enough–Always,
tentatively, you would remove your shirt.
That’s how I would begin the game
Doing and saying something right to ignite your sensory cells
So that you could play with me,
With pawns in the end–our bare souls.
I want to love you, but I don’t let myself.
Good sex suffices.