Artemis beckoned me with sweet moonlight
Apollo ruined me with wild fire and sun
Artemis whispered like the dusk soaked wind
Apollo redden my cheeks with glory and tales of glee
They asked me, gently
Come to me
I dare not choose
The sun burns me
The night is far too cold
For me
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On The Spot Poems
PoetryThese are poems, I hope you enjoy them. They come from my heart, and whatever emotions I feel at 1 AM... Have fun, indulge in them if you will. Thank you, Merci, Gracias, Danke and Spasibo
