Ferdinand L Quintos
A Night On Mt. Olympus
As the gods silently slept
On imposing Mt. Olympus,
So surreptitiously I crept
And awakened goddess Venus.
She gave me a big red apple,
Then she asked me to have a bite,
And, by the gods, did I tremble
With a strange torrid delight.
With gentleness I pushed ajar
Her wide chamber’s rose-colored door,
I saw an ark full of nectar
And deep within me flowed ardor.
I drew aside the golden veil
And sipped the nectar in the ark,
All of a sudden I did feel
Love’s mysteriously sweet spark.
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