—1:14
she is neither of ice nor fire,
neither heaven nor below ,
nor tremulous or tranquil.
she is iron yet not of stone.
she is of the storms found under the peaceful,
the silver of the clouds tucked under the blood-red sky and of the crashing lilac waves of the ocean beneath.
her eyes are of dazzling diamonds, like rubies distracting the weak,
each their own shimmering prison cell, trapping riches beyond recognition.
secrets beyond me.
i who have clumsily fallen prey
to the soft melodies in the strumming of her bow,
to the symphonies of her soothing voice.
aphrodite’s song composed.
—1:43