Soul-Mates
Soul-mates
In the quiet of the night, during
angels' whisperings.
I am on the streets of Rio, in
my Sambista outfit dancing and
feeling like a queen.
The crowds wild, the Latin Beat.
Gleaming confetti in my hair and
between the toes of my toes and
feet.
Happiness, utterly boundless
as the parade goes on.
My partner, Orfeo and I happily
exhausted find a grassy hill.
Watching the soft Rio sunrise.
We the eternal, Orfeo and his
Eurydice.
Exhausted, in love and divinely
still.
October 20, 2019
5:00 a.m.
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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