Sappho

Sappho

The sun beats down
Shining reflections as the waves crash along the shore
A thousand blue horses flying away
Ocean of clouds, waves crashing
Our bodies penetrate
As slowly, as passionately we become one
No other heart to take than thy muse
Unhanded fate bearing in words
None other than my muse I shall kiss
Among desirable thoughts
I wonder with such deep satisfying detail
Among desirable muse

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