Sonnet to Medusa
Bury me in your own eyes,
For at last we are alone.
No more does my love feed your lies;
It just turns my heart to stone
Bury me in your own heart,
For now your serpent lust can't strike.
Your glare will only cause me to part;
Call it what ever you like.
Bury me in your own skin,
For you are only a reflection.
A fallen nymph for my sin;
A god's second selection.
Medusa, my sweet gorgon love,
Your beauty was taken from above.