Let us forget about the
insolence of human nature.
tonight you shall take
my hand and
come –
with me –

Persephone kidnapped by Hades

amongst the gods
to an eternal
love-making
celebration.
there we shall together
bathe in a pool of
bachic wine as I
make love to your navel
with my gaze
dress you in majestic
garments of silk
and snobbishly display you
like Venus Di Milo
for the Gods’ delight.
you shall fair highest
amongst the judgment
of Paris, and the Gods
will all want of you,
male and female.
But the aura of our
bodies intertwining
in ecstatic harmony
shall be too great.
Not even the rage of
jealous Aphrodite will wedge
apart our immortal embrace
in this
immortal orgy.

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