Gods of Love

Oh Aphrodite

Have I mistaken

Love

 

Passion oozes

Skin grinds against skins

Breathing in the moist

Smell of holy union

 

Oh Cupid

Have I mistaken

Love

 

My hands glide through her hair

Like black mares

Running in the dark

Oh the hair

 

Oh Venus

Have I mistaken

Love

 

For faith

Truth

Purity

And lust?

 

Oh Eros

Have I mistaken

Love

 

The Gods have spoken

They lay their wrath

On a mortal such as me

How dare I ask questions?

 

Squeamishly I stare down

At the Gods of love

They didn’t define it

Neither can I.

 

Don’t take my arms

Granted for skinny dipping

We don’t have to

Burn like embers to lay in ash

 

Do not undress

I saw you already

Changes I detest

From my dreams

 

You are perfect

From where I stand

You don’t have to come here

To break my heart

 

In my eyes you are

Shades of red

Now don’t come here

And spill your colours

 

My canvas is bursting

Into shapes and tinges

Of fancy admiration

 

Dare you lay siege

Upon my exalted projections

You needn’t speak

I have already loved the silence

 

The way your lips move

And eyes churn

Sets off wars

And turmoil in my chest.

 

You needn’t whisper in my ear

I thought you smelled like lavenders

Don’t lust for me

Your smiles can rage a fire for generations

 

Oh Aphrodite

Tell her to not show her stretch marks

Oh Cupid

Tell her to not touch me with her sandpaper hands

Oh Venus

Tell her to stay away

Oh Eros

Tell her, tell her

 

She needn’t take off her clothes for me to love her

I have fallen, I am falling

But for god’s sake

Let yourself be pious

 

Or

 

Oh Lover

Have I mistaken

Love

 

Again?