Who would date a poet?
And have her name grow,
As a garden's eden history,
Have her lips comply with ink that smear'd,
Ears breed on a poultry of recitations,
A fun-fare of words abridge.
**
Maidens wish all to be,
Such from his gourd of honour shall you drink in perissos,
Such from his robe,and by all tongues,
Shall your name convert'd,
A new age of fame,on a beauty brick,
A spade a spade,
The new beauty queen!
**
Then minds might date back to Venus;
Beauty-borne of Dione,
And non to dare you to a contest,as Arachne,
But in Argo,you and me will thrust,
When our ears begin to drown by Arion's love song,
What more an odyssey do lasses crave!
**
And if by the phoenix of Astarte you wish,
Then thy trust is mine a pleasure,
Cook not a phobia of distrust,
Grab my hands as heartily,
For I am Apollo,god of these bleeding lines.
Freya, Maria, Gaia, Sofia
Isis, Astarte
Kali and Parvati
Always it seems
They haunt my dreams
Staring like tigers in my night
With demanding love
And no expectation
But to see Her
They walk in light
Hip-switching across the Earth
A woman, a deer, a flying leaf
Her flaming sword
Could spin my head off
But She kisses my soul and I'm safe
Every day I see Her
Magic paralyzing eyes
Outlined in black
Golden eyelids smiling
Startingly clearly brown or blue
I know lust and peace at once
The world turns over
And the world burns
And the Goddess walks forever
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