Aphrodite Poem by Hossain Shohag

Do not remain distant— give me your shade,
Oh goddess of love, drown me in love's flame.
In the cloud's chamber, weave our hidden bed,
Let's mingle in air, water, earth the same.

In this high time and full moon's pure light,
Mortal distance and anger are worthless,
In our meetings each and every night,
We shall birth epics and immortal verses.

If Hephaestus casts his bronze chains in spite,
Knowing well I'd step into his devised trap,
I'll defy him, with courage to ignite—
To our rendezvous, this very night I'll rap.

All is fair in love; forget Zeus' decree—
I'm your Ares, and you, my Aphrodite.