my goddess

i, a mortal man

you, my goddess

your body a temple

olympus your home

i can never enter


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Dust to Dust

If the gods turned you to stone,

I'd lie in long sleep at your feet,

dissolve to the ground and wait

for time to chisel you to dust,

so we could be one, once again.


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Immersion

"Immersion"

 

Breathing

deeply above

your scented neck, a vein

pulses, a small wave on warm blue

water.

 

 

©Eusebeia Philos 2013

 

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