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Mar 2019
Aphrodite carried me--

my vessel floated in her belly.

growing eyes to see as she sees,

growing a heart to feel as she feels.

life made a permanent vision,

my mother set before me.

as gold in all its precious paleness--

begins and ends by beauty's word

shy of her.

when she let me out of her--i was the

essence all essences crave.

they desired after me, so i began to gather

them--in honor of my mother.

i am Eros...and my only desire is to fulfill

yours.
Onoma
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