There was a Moment When the Purest Love Claimed Me It Was Joy I had Seen Him In a Vision So True Its Surprised Me All of It Until He came Around and Reached thru Tangled Webs of Light Again and Again Love's Invitation Thru Time and Space Invisible Impossible
All I had to Do Was Give My Hand And All IΒ Β Knew to Give Were My Words
I Am Grateful For That Love. It was the Mission. It Is the Mission Aphrodite, not Apollo.