Purple Eros

Your piercing blue eyes delightfully unman me. Like red pomegranates are your lips unaffected By mine, yet O how I desire to be caressed By them, and return that caress with silent plea. Your swept back dark hair overcomes reason, you see. Every gesture enflames passion felt unreasoned And every hope for consummation is delayed. To my lusting heart, you hold the orichalc key. I am your Ganymede and willing Patroclus. You are my Zeus and my heroic Achilleus. With your look askew, you unleash purple Eros. By your side, horror does not exist anymore Nor is life vain, insignificant or a bore If love cannot grasp you, then I am in chaos.