Oh Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, I plead,
Hand me your lyre from the Heavens above,
And I'll sing a lament of our broken Love,
The sorrow from open wounds I bleed.

Memories today all that's left to share,
A Love chastised, both from stringent schools,
We fled to the Forest that held no rules,
The forbidden fruit we longed to dare.

Lush with shade and endless green,
Naked we kissed against the Oak,
While only the Woodland creatures spoke,
Our secret safe, we would ne'er be seen.

She taunted strong, my hungry groan,
The rugged bark did dent our skin,
And I as hard as the Oak within,
Her welcome hand did guide me home.

We fell to the wild and ferny floor,
On a bed of trampled weeds to sin,
The sap tasted bitter on our green-stained skin,
Which fuelled our passion all the more.

Under Mother Natures watchful eye,
She fed her youthful ******* to me,
As we did taste our bodies free,
We hoped this Love would never die.

But the ravages of time to Love's disgust,
Have clouded the gold of our Forest moon,
Sweet Aphrodite please hold your tune,
Our cast iron Love, now decayed with rust.

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