Friday, 21 February 2014


Sweet cherub-ed Cupid was but a subservient to her wishes
Lovers were a plenty, so were the gifts showered upon her
Lovelorn and love lost were they, enchanted by an ethereal beauty
Oh her, men were lost, for they came in numbers more
At night she reigned, a queen, an Aphrodite come forth
By day she groomed, Vanity her companion constant
Her heart an icy cold, raged with the fire of passion
A goddess she was not, immortality not her suit
And an end must be, the permanent outcome
Beauty was she, but Vanity was her fall. 

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