My Aphrodite
MY APHRODITE
THOUGH I DON'T HAVE FLOWERS TO ADORN YOU
YET YOU CAPTIVATE ME ,
THOUGH I DON'T HAVE INCENSE TO PRESENT YOU
YET YOU SCENT IN ME,
THOUGH I AM A BLASPHEMOUS TO WORSHIP YOU
YET YOU MAKE ME PRIEST ,
YOU ARE MY APHRODITE ,
YOU ARE MY SHORE
I SURRENDER TO YOU ,
I AM TOTALLY YOURS
Copyright © Meenu Ghildiyal | Year Posted 2023
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