Mars the warrior denied by Venus
in the first house of Scorpio rising
allies convivial Mercury thus
savaging plotting her total demise
in the third house cowering from the Sun.
Saturn touched by the aura of her glow
patiently waits near the cusp of her light
preparing his heart for the javelins throw
using his rings to assuage her fright
knowing strength could never win Mars her love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh oh oh! ! ! ! Saturn touched by the aura of her glow, patiently waits near the cusp of her light. How brilliant are those two lines? ? ? C'ptn, you are a genius! God, I love that line! Lol.