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Savage Goddess

Helen, your body once youthful, pale and pure,
a goddess divine to a savage Messiah.
Ye ken?
To possess your beauty, the sinful loins
unworthy though wise 
ache with lustful desire.
Seductive, serene on a pedestal marble
I can hardly hope to approach that great height
yet, it lingers, the memory, adolescent.
Helen, your body once firm, smooth and lithe,
though frail the imagination,
a tender delight
frames the fantasy lust
that the decades survived.
Helen be mine.

◄ ... and where is your God?

Once in every while ►

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 19th Aug 2010 11:49

It was hugely complimentary in all ways. I think the poem is beautiful and written with great 'technical poetical' skill.

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Steven Dark

Thu 19th Aug 2010 11:38

Hi Cynthia. I never remove comments. Please try posting it again. I don't know why it's not here ... (:

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 19th Aug 2010 11:22

Any particular reason why you removed my comment? Just so I'll be aware.

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