Briseis

Until the dawn
I see you in mystic visions;
your turbulent eyes
and mercury lips quivering;
wearing a collar of solid gold;
your red hair flowing,
adorned with radiant jewels
and flowers of Babylon;
kneeling freely,
my grateful hands caressing
your soft and scented skin.
My sensual priestess,
locked with me
in this crucible of war and desire
where life and death are but trivial.
As my eyes close
I feel your silky catlike movements
stealing my soul from the prison of my body,
taking us through the doors
to the hypnotic heights of Olympus
and the heavens beyond.
Ecliptical huntress
enveloping Apollo,
bringing darkness to noon
and eternal stars within our reach.