Glorious Eros

lorious Eros, stronger than death
You make beauty among the trash
You shine a light through the eyes of Nyx
It is to you we writhe and thrash
With ever’y thrust I worship you
And with ever’y kiss and sigh
With ever’y beat of hardened pulse
You touch my heart, I touch his thigh
You give us a gift of joyousness
And from that we give you our sweat
I praise you ‘tween belov’d’s muscled thighs
With joy that can’t be measured yet.

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