Free verse № 144584
To Athena
Innumerable portraits fail to reveal
The tranquility of a Greek goddess
Whose rich brown eyes tenderly caress
The deep held passions I can no longer conceal.
As a smooth, spanned hand gently nurses mine
Her softly spoken whisper engulfs my breath
And slowly, slowly her lips liquid wealth
Reaches out to embrace my mouth in kind.
6 comments
Typo last line: - embrace.
Good to see you back
We'll fix up a proper game soon, hitch a lift with one of the lads from nearer you.
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