Hera
It was in the heat of my arms
What did you learn to love.
Releasing you from all ties
Feeling free to fly
So what was your joy?
In unveiling your liturgy
That in your body went
Your feminine essence
Not in another age
I could have you, my beloved Hera
An unbuttoned rose
Illuminated in the spring
Your perfume still wears my skin
And your kisses still go by my senses
💙
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