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Aug 2017
O Love - spirit of the heart
Doth gift of gorgeous grace impart
Adorned with wings burnished bright
On which all souls swoon, take flight
Goddess true in mind embed
A fulsome flame of luscious red
Her clarion call to care implores
Irresistible to adore

Harking on divine at harp
Seducing souls out of the dark
Showers with sparkles the famished soul
Disconnect from the one and all
Reunites with divinity
With her wandering entreaty
To Aphrodite I forever be
Filled with charity and amity

Dare not fool her beauty forfend
Towards brighter day enchanted I wend
I'm ferried to her glowing cloud
Enamour of its divine shroud
By prophets, Saints, lovers adored
Immortalised in metaphors
Which render her beauty in devotional mantras
Prithee, Aphrodite, tell me of thy tantras
Thou bewitch, entice and snare
In you the light of love appear

Burnished bright in aura fair
Dandy goddess thou art debonair
In your peace I want to share
Ferry me away up there
Thy marbles and monuments beauty do not decay
Carving, sculpting beauty in to the day,
Hearts brine dies and goes away
When we walk wild frontiers on loves enchanted way
Stature which compels to kiss
Seduces devotees of bliss

Be my babe forever inspiring
For to thine beauty I am forever aspiring
From tyrants kingdom interdicted
But he for not knowing truth of thine heart is blighted
Beauty suffice to inspire psalms
Psalms giving like monks give alms
Take me babe in thy palms
I would leisure thee with drams
Be forever borne aloft
Testament to divine craft

In to tortured mind you drift
Bearing light, a divine shaft
That kindles flame of love in mind
That stokes love for kindred kind
Thou art temptress in to golden grove
A love on which the spirit rove
I would adorn thee in garlands
Jewels and a diadem

You are the ace of hearts
Striking mine like magic dart
Atop an aura, divine set pearl
Invites me to peer, enchanting girl
Eyes fluttering and beckoning
Invites me to peer magic, enchanting
A vivid array of colour
In her enchanting aura
Swept up in her hurricane
That rolls and waves across the plane

From one reality to another
Released form spirits tether
On shores of heaven we frolic play
Soothing quelling fear dismay
Touching rainbows dancing on the moon
With her always an epic rune
I sway enamoured of her tune
For her I'd traverse fifty dunes
And forego many a mirage
And torturous illusion, image

To finally fathom her resplendent truth
A kind of beauty rare forsooth
Megan Sherman
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   Keith Wilson
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