Aphrodite’s fortune:
I dance upon the siren sound of your voice, eyes of an angel gold I could forever fall into.
The brush of skin longing and lingering, one touch all I could ever wish for.
Aphrodite’s fortune,
For me,
Is you.
I fall asleep enwrapped in warmth thinking of you,
I wake up the same.
In your arms is the real treasure of our love,
As Apollo writes the lines and she portrays them.
Aphrodites fortune,
To me,
Is you.
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Author:
Georgia Watson (
Online) - Published: September 19th, 2025 14:18
- Comment from author about the poem: This was written about my girlfriend. :).
- Category: Love
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Comments1
A beautiful love poem so well written.
Thank you x
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