Eros' temple

Edith Södergran: The Shadow of the Future

I saw that Eros’ temple was made of human bodies.

In there the god’s image, the eternally single.

What his lips offer nobody has understood,

what his deepest thoughts are about nobody knows.

His gaze just whips the careless young bodies

playing with each other.

We know not his lust - - - - -

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We playmates of Eros, we want only one thing:

to become fire of your fire and burn up.