Like Gwynevere at Avalon
or Sibyl in the adyton
you captivate with mysteries
compelling hearts to fall upon
whatever thirsty blade you please.
Hellenic eyes to spur a fleet,
the lure of Cleopatra’s sweet
exotic charm is your perfume,
which makes the strongest seek defeat
to catch a whiff beneath your bloom.
You’re Venus, you command the sky,
a beacon no one could deny;
I’d gladly cross the roughest sea
enchanted by Ligeia’s cry
to worship you eternally.
Are You Reading Me?
Whether as a poem or as song lyrics, this piece seizes me like a spell would . Enchanting through and through, like the women mentioned here.
ReplyDeleteLove it!
Cheers. ^_^
I think hero should be redefined as those whom escape from heroines. Beware brother beware ;-)
ReplyDeleteAwesome peice. Love the symbolism.
ReplyDeleteWell, once again I can't see your inspiration but I bet you won this challenge. Simply beautiful.
ReplyDeleteHi soulless, glad you liked it!
ReplyDeleteHey Glenn, too late, already married her.
Hello oz, thanks a lot, I really appreciate it.
Howdy Shirley, thanks.