Loves I love and passions I permit myself:
A warm cup of coffee in the morning.
Reading the paper (the slower, the better).
Some rain now and again, to bathe the emotions.
The earth on your new high heels.
Sea in the afternoon with a bit of cloud.
Carnations. Many carnations.
Chagal's 'Man leaping over the city'.
Going up old wooden stairs.
My hand on your breast.
Certain Cavafy poems.
But mostly, my hand on your breast.
Translation by Paschalis Nikolaou