Poem: Aphrodite

I often call, song ringing, through the valleys.

Sweet dew of spring, a dripping Honey from it all.

Buttercup

Dandelion

Agapanthus

Cherry

Each wait, mine too for Aphrodite.

Sweeping she caresses all.

The gentle call to spring.

To sing cry shout and more !

Fling open wide my door.

Out into the hills that ring.

Her sound, my call, the harmony,

the deepness of this All.

A blue clear day,

Embedded on the grassy bank.

I think your thoughts & more.

You saw, me awake & In those eyes the Blue.

The morning whispers,

you too are touched.

You synchronise

You immortalise

We unify within my eyes.

I laugh

You smile

We’ve seen the way.

Aphrodite !

Liam 2017