Beloved

.

An Apsara playing in the meadows

Aphrodite rising from the ocean’s foam

Fur-clad Freya fulgent in frigid snows

Astarte hunting where the scorpions roam

Nature fits around you so

Like a frame surrounds great art

Like the moon is girdled by a glow

Like the body encases the heart




This world would be a sadder place


If your smile did not exist

If this earth was bereft of your grace

If your wit and beauty was missed



And, most of all, what would my life be

Without your presence shining its light on me?

.

-OS

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