Psyche:
"Oh box of beauty,
Can I not have a little of you for myself
After all I have been through the gates of hell
& back again just to capture you
To deliver you unto my queen
Can’t I take just a little?
To make my hair more golden
To make my eyes more blue
For I’m tired from my journey
My face, my body ravaged by the task
If I just take a little peep at you
I doubt that Venus would mind
For I’m so tired, so very tired
So tired that I fear I may just fall
....asleep"
Can I not have a little of you for myself
After all I have been through the gates of hell
& back again just to capture you
To deliver you unto my queen
Can’t I take just a little?
To make my hair more golden
To make my eyes more blue
For I’m tired from my journey
My face, my body ravaged by the task
If I just take a little peep at you
I doubt that Venus would mind
For I’m so tired, so very tired
So tired that I fear I may just fall
....asleep"
2 comments:
Sue, did you write this? It is beautiful.
yes I did, I love mythology.
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