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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