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

for me.

Allegory of January by Gaspar Camps