Sometimes at night, you know it
you spread your mighty wings
and fly away
I'll tell you where tonight.
There's a weightless palace
you see it from above
shimmering before the eyes,
being your fantasy, it is godly
And a window
or is it a wall?
Glittering marble, that room
is the center of tonight.
You can sense two bodies
on a bed of whatever
as you like it,
this is yours.
They're moving
restless, even hungry
twisted around each other's
whole beings
Covertly blending
flesh and substance.
Possible?
What isn't, in love?
One goddess
countless lovers
for each of them
she takes a different shape
This bed is where she's banned
into one body
chained in love's
binding embrace
Will this be the last?
It is never sure
her every love is new
though she is old
In olympic heights and dreams
and lovers' legends
no age and time do harm
to beauty's youth.
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Written August 17th, 2006
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Of course I meant "banned".
What else could I mean? Cannot a soul be banned into a body?
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Bravo!
Very deftly done, and very mysterious! Bravo! (12 lines UP from the bottom of the poem you have "This bed is where she's banned"...did you mean "banned"??) Bravo! -
Thanks very much for the praise! Your contest is unusual, but I didn't want to enter at first. Well, then I visited your author page and read that you like "Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde. I adore Wilde, well, and I just thought, why not enter her contest after all? I did. And, yes, I love greek mythology! Lily
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This was amazing. I like the idea of a Goddess taking a different shape for many different lovers. It's very greek mythology like. Thanks for entering.
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