Like the swan mounts Leda
among the reeds
on the river bank,
like Silenus,
having caught the running nymph,
mates with her
among the meadow
flowers broken
by their bodies,
as the centaur
rides the kneeling nymph
carried away on his back,
so would I
have you,
my Leda, my running nymph.
29.08.2026
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