Short Eros Poems
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Each heartbeat of mine an echo is of your tender love
Blessed by divine Eros who resides in heavens above!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
29 January 2018
Statue of Eros, beheaded.
Genitals gouged by offended Christians.
Gaze raptly at the dimensions of the cavity.
Imagine the marbled masterpiece
Of his more sexual face.
Today, Cupid's arrows of love towards all directions fly
Pursuing willing hearts that sweet Eros will never defy
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 February 2018
Your intoxicating eros left such an impression on me.
Your most so tender heart makes me want to impassion thee.
You gave it straight that we may never be, but I want you, baby.
I no longer have any need nor want, my love cannot be bought.
I found the mesmerizing god of love my soul had once long sought.
I find through telepathy he counters every bad thought.
Dark thrilling from Pragma into Padma,
My Agape all surrendered,
As Philia was knocked down.
Ludus and Eros were tightly handcuffed,
I was nurtured by the plur,
Crumbled for etcetera.
I once saw Cupid poop behind a tree in a field.
And, boy, was I surprised by the amount of his yield.
And when he was done,
I saw him strapped his quiver of arrows back on
and fly off to make another two one.
...
Strange games
on a strange island ...
Mom/ma
hunt/hiss
no/know (?)
who/how
aha
--- all purpose, breathlessly ---
--- odd, involuntary chuckle ---
Night bursts into flames ...
Eros-Philia-Ludus,
Pragma!!!
Valence released,
We are like atomic bonds,
And I am the Squared Hydrogen,
She's the Oxygen.
Held up together in the field,
She breathes life into me.
And liquid as we flow,
Solid we remain just equivalent.
The early morning
harbors our secrets
I am lifted
by her love
Surrounded and fed
embraced by her love
Late at night
I compare
the moon to her face
But the moon
does not have
her ruby sweet lips
Sex was the seed
her kisses the flower
passion is our fragrance...
Do you remember falling in love
the very time and place
Did you surrender within its bliss
showering in its grace
Do you remember the harps that played
angels in the choir
Your last breath taken, heart pounding free
—cupid of desire
(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)
me loving you
is one of those
complicated things
it's all for you
I must give up every thing
Whats to do
love complicates everything
But me for
That's the way it's got to be
that's the way
thats the way it's
got to be
it's love
really love
love complicates everything
Oh, divine Eros,
Son of Venus,
Conqueror of hearts,
Better it is for me your loyal subject to become
In your blissful dominion of love
Than
Arms against your sweet tyranny to take
For
My freedom to retain!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
29 March 2017
I thought I was never
A neophyte in lovemaking
Surely my bedroom prowess
Was a gift of providence
Gone were my floundering, lecherous
Smoldering inhibitions
Sadly my dolorous bombastic
Evaluation of my carnal skills
Was greatly overrated
Unfortunately I came
To this conclusion
Much too quickly
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5/20/19
He is not surpassed to be active
as to the teachings of those
who wish to devalue him to
create opportunity
to acquire and subdue what he
has established.
She became okay with being
the churches whore.
She described the burls of
the cherry tree as being needed,
resin vases often benefit from the
stresses of knot.
the perfect sealant hardens the soft tree
creating a long lasting bond
these people refuse to marry me
Pagen Roman Beleifs