Aphrodite
Aphrodite
Deep in a quiet enclave
In a secluded kingdom by the sea
Set in the twentieth century
Lived a wonderful child in a wonderful place
And her name was Aphrodite
Her eyes were silver grey
And quite fair, blond hair was she
Designed by angels, Made by God exquisitely
And she did not know from heaven below
That she was to be loved and loved by me
Strong as a man but by her hands
She was to bear my family tree
Written in the stars and in heaven
Cherubic child, beautiful smile
She was to be loved and be loved by me
The evil things that dwell in hell
And Creep at night soundlessly
Exist in this small enclave by the sea
Then they spied with lidless eye
And noticed my Aphrodite
As time goes on her family moved
From the quiet enclave by the sea
In my wild imagination
I saw her tomb from my little room
For she died and she died to save me
Alone at a desk with lighted lamp
In this quiet kingdom by the sea
I sit in the dark and read
She embraces me in my day dreams
Divine and lovely Aphrodite
If there is a God and he visits
This little kingdom by the sea
Invited and boldly empowered
Those unspeakable things and their rings
Will be found and be bound by me
Life goes on and it is late
I live sequestered in another place
Far from this sheltered enclave by the sea
Once in a while she appears far away
She waves and she beckons to me
I fall deep into slumber and dream
I truly do want to believe
Aphrodite aside my bed whispers
She smiles like a child and promises
To be loved and be loved by me
Copyright © Randall Rocco | Year Posted 2010
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