- Of august gold-wreathed and beautiful
- Aphrodite I shall sing to whose domain
- belong the battlements of all sea-loved
- Cyprus where, blown by the moist breath
- of Zephyros, she was carried over the
- waves of the resounding sea on soft foam.
- The gold-filleted Horae happily welcomed
- her and clothed her with heavenly raiment.
Dress your best, like a goddess birthed from the inside of a most iconoclast, absinthe-gurgling sort of oyster.
i love the mood you're in lately!
ReplyDeleteit's so thrilling to have you here. i love TUE so, and have for quite a while.
ReplyDeleteawwww....
ReplyDeleteyour comment is making me swoon.
i'm equally enamored by you. and your ants.