New Venus Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

New Venus



New Venus

I have seen the Paphos
Birthplace of Venus
There waves rise and smile
Beauty soars to skies

Nymphet, walk at the beach
Your rounds are self-speech
Soon you'll be Aphrodite
Like Anahita, and Mithras

Keep walking; don't dress
That body shan't oppress
Under wool, under silk
Lovely stature, let it speak.

Thursday, October 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: beautiful
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