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Who Is Venus
From the deep and darkened sea of lust on Kythrira's temple shore she rose up on a wave of foam a goddess to adore described as a beauty filled with love in pages of folklore but beauty is not what I observe on Kythrira's temple shore a life with gifts eternal for a goddess to adore so much confusion; heir of Zeus or prodigy of war From the darkened sea she rules on her private temple shore a feast prepared of sheer delight to the goddess they adore she offered them a tasty feast a priestess candy store of Aphrodisiacs that she named at her private temple shore I foresee her role re-played it's clear she was equivalent to a whore adorned in gold, and called a pearl on every temple shore. born with seduction as her craft this goddess did adore She stood as were her statues with her chin up to the sky with her eyes up in the sky she looks similar to her virtues as she rules upon the shore will she ever lay in ruin this goddess they adore How sad that someone young and wild never was a child but a goddess to adore a poet underneath the trees who called the wind to lend a breeze a goddess to adore I believe not she was a witch I comprehend, I had to switch a clever game upon that land as Satan played a wicked hand for he and Venus walked that shore she's been his wife along life's shore Original Copyright © 7/11/2008 4:10:00 PM Angela Crabtree
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