The Sweet Curse Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
The Sweet Curse
The sweet curse of
The night
Hung on
The walls
Round the Olympian
Table
Before
The Olympian banquet.
Torches flared
Voluptuous and immense
Immense and beautiful
Stress but in beauty
And sensuality
Of voluptuousness nocturnal
And
Thought upon thought
Carnal.
Aye! The gods of old
Humans be and we
Humans be ancient gods
We at our sole will
sung about
And versified
In hall of king
And emperor.
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