Prometheus Bound

Oh Gaia! Raiment of earth tones hath met her mighty Titan of Words! He decries the title of heathen, yet clamors for that elusive angelic female spirit with a composite of erudite splendor. Diffidence one of my key trademark characteristics. That circumspection in conjunction with nonestablishmentarian hirsute emblem upon this rather narrow head seems to set me apart from pack of *****Sapiens. Come hither and yon most resplendent daughter of Zeus so we might cavort (with body, mind and spirit) NOT in heavenly vault of royal blue, but rather upon terrestrial (i.e. terra firma) tarmac. Prithee tell this faux Dionysus that which harkens deep within the psyche and quickens the pulse. I could attempt to summon forth that animal, diurnal and seminal splendor that springs from latent mental and physical powers.