She thought to herself, " What a blissful day it is",
When she pointed her vision on his charismatic eyes,
Ohh..., they sparkles like glorious victory of hydaspes.
"What a bewitching aroma he has"
She gaze at the orchids he is laying besides.
What an alluring her gent is!
Even a slave or God might slip from their position,
For just a glimpse of his charm.
Even a celibate could find him most seductive,
Even in his worst attire.
What a luscious persona he has blessed by almighty,
That even Peitho could went crazy.
Ohh..., he holds her chassis with his slim hands,
But her soul make whoop of delight from the intuit of his divine.
She close and open her eyes twice in disbelief,
That someone ignoble like her could got the precious prezzie from heaven.
Ohh..., he pecked her lips,
Taste of blood rushed to her nerves.
How jejunely he lays on her lap,
But he looks valiant, when sunbeam strokes his face gingerly,
Illuminating scars on his face like marks of victory in the battlefield.
Ohh..., unbelievable she got the treasure,
She thought to herself," Finally Apollo did mercy on this Hyacinthus today",
And tossed the battlefield and swam the fathomless ocean to be together once again.
"Even if it's a myth",
She looked down at those two sparkling stars overloaded with joy,
And said to herself, "What a beautiful myth it is ! "
That she is willing to believe it blindfolded for her rest of the days.

© WhiteGhost
Note: Swain means young lover

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