Beautiful, walk with me
Through fields of dreams dressed in emerald greens
Come and be with me.
Beautiful, talk with me
About the nature of soul, love as a whole
Come and speak with me.
Beautiful, share with me
Your secrets – your fountain of youth recipe
Come and indulge me.
I am no heavenly goddess
Most days I feel as though I have lost my spark
And while your beauty shines radiantly
I am left alone in the dark
My suitors are gone
My limbs rot with age
Shall hold more vigor and appeal
than this humble vessel ever will again.
So Beautiful, take pity on me
Take this woman’s prayer and hear it
Or else I shall learn on my own to fulfill it
Least wishing Aphrodite releases not a blessing
but rather the green-eyed monster of jealousy.