She is a waterfall
I am the soft wind
Her summer voice like silk tides
Poetry of sweet mother Goddess
I listen to the sea flow
Waves coming to my bed
She binds me with ancient garlands
Between the darkness and soft light
Enchantments
Spells cast
Pedicures like Aphrodite
Calls of the Sirens
Black massacre
Her eyes in my bedroom
Apollo in her pen
Dionysus kisses her feet
Garden sheets
Pools of golden delight
Fingernails in my back
Art of the Chloe writer
I am smitten and in chains
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