He has brutalised your beauty And made you fragile. Tears tremble on cobalt lashes Bruised, bewildered Goddess fallen, Breaking as you fell. You sought and brought happiness, warmth and abundance, But lived, it seemed, a life of anything but. Now facing a vindictive rage You must remain stoic. Your mythical namesake Found no comfort or pleasure in retaliation, or revenge. He is incapable of love And will never back down. You will need to find the strength to match His angry bile with wile and guile His iciness with fire, Remorseful honesty shows him A cold, and bitter liar.