The Man Who Broke A Goddess

You kiss me,

keeping me high above the sky,

in the clouds,

I am Aphrodite,

irresistible Aquarius child of the roses,

writhing beneath you,

repeating your name,

like an incantation,

enchanted and ever mischievous.

Baiting with bad behaviour,

waiting to be banished to your bed sheets,

to atone for my atrocities.

Whispering Hail Marys,


giving gossip to Jesus,

before you return to my view,

your immortal state,



an evil that I love to embrace,

as my inhibitions fall away,

into wayward waves.

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