I will forego floral for herbal perfume,
prefer vintage chic over woolen sweaters.
Forsaking pretension I will confine my mind
to originality, indulge in lesbianism Dada
and Aristophanes clouds of adventure.
Wedged sideways between allegorical
sky scrapers I will graze my lips against
your unshaven cheek,
drift away on your daydreaming voice
as you translate fragments of Sappho
Allegory of January by Gaspar Camps