How can you be lonely, you make love to this
environment, the hills have slopes you can swoon on
they have views you can open your thighs to
they have Venetian structures ready for you to take
with one open gasp, they have seas
that melt your gaze, the colour of lilac
if it was blue and black crosses on white churches
reminders of sacred sensuousness
reminders of honey skinned almond eyes
the touch of madness and of chance.

On my epitaph I want this sunset framed
with the pebble beach, I want the two pairs of lovers
caught, sipping cold coffee, smoking Karellia
I want the waiter with Adonis’s face
longing to hold me, giving me coffee
the way I like it, more milk than anything else.

The land of libido cannot be contained
it roams and rambles in the heat of the day
before bed time
at dawn.

* Angela Costi is an Australian poet from Greek-Cypriot background. She is the author of three collections of poetry: Dinted Halos (chapbook, Hit&Miss Publications, 2003), Prayers for the Wicked (CD, Floodtide Audio, 2005) and Honey and Salt (Five Islands Press, 2007). Honey and Salt was shortlisted for the Mary Gilmore Prize 2008. Her poems, performance text, essays and stories have been widely published, broadcast and produced, including in the US, UK, Greece and across Australia (for example: Sojourner Boston, wanderingdog UK, LiNQ and Radio National-ABC).