I write poetry

The beatification of Venus by moi
Music: The Lamb... John Tavener

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Pedestal awaiting feet to adorn,
The sunlight made just to throw her shadow,
Greek toes, Venus from the clam
Bringing love to each and every shore.

Hair long upon her shoulder,
Pale skin transparent to sunlights symphony,
Nubile bosom and abdomen,
Fire in the belly,
Expression of what you're meant to be,
Desire and intimacy,
The dynamic Q-angle, oblique
Along legs long from hip to heel
Angled at the knee,
The adductor gap,
Mons pubis soft and firm
Hidden in the shroud of this earthly shore.

And when the wind had summoned the very hour,
Upon turquoise seas floating in the lapping waves,
Behold a landing rock,
The beating heart and flowers
To find a love not yet awake,
But sleeping in the firmament
Desire and passion seek
The hearty laugh,
And the memories
Of those that come to pass.