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| Sappho |
bewildered by strange
new dreams
she comes to Mytilene
and under a curious blue sky
the scent of jasmine
and the coolness of the vine
Atthis falls in loveand under a curious blue sky
the scent of jasmine
and the coolness of the vine
in abandon on the poet's bed
she yields
to a world of boundless passion
mouth on mouth and limbs entwined
she revels
in acts of wild and sinless loving
tonight the journey to Apollo's light
starts for Atthis
in the beauty of her lover's eyes
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