Prayer To Sappho Poem by Harlequin Rose

Aphrodite is yours
to soak thru with passionate words
the drift of ancient continents
pulls your presence into my world
rogue valiance is consistent with death
so please take note of the cliffs ahead
is it your voice or your victory
that becomes the passion
between my legs
is it the lyric or the longing
that makes you real to me
the day is past the midpoint
the summer solstice makes pulses weak
exchange our mysteries for metaphors
and lay your songs upon my cheek.