Psyches' laughter

Psyches' laughter

one can see right through her eyes; innoscence
a body so ripe; the gods fantsize
she lies naked in a cloud soft mattress
an unexpected visitor enticed
circling the bed, folding the angel wing
arrowed his own heart; a blindfolded face
arroused by his own love, he crawls to fling
wrapped her in his arms, in a warm embrace
psyche replied the language of gesture
she felt his lips slipping through hers'
as they eat each other, a love venture
insatiably hungry, they made their first
for even gods fall on mortals below
all are equal on loves shimmerng glow