To you only
no song from supreme Aphrodite
came in swirls of flimsy chiffon and laces
promising to dance in silver moonlit beams
soft lips blowing prose to bluebells in woodlands
dewdrops glaceing grotto for that rider in the storm
sing me that uplifting melody with primeval emotions
send me cold flames in inspiring fleets that finds my shore
let the teasing winds settle on our tongues in ways of words
unfasten the trials to the milky ways and let attuned minds frolic
no song from Aphrodite today but our muse must sing raptures soon
for.. feelings moves you so let the knight move your chasm unfettered