First of The Red Hot Lovers

 

 

I liked to think of you as Ares

how tenacious and potent you are

 

The moment you first

held me in your arms

I had felt more beauty and fervor

than Aphrodite herself

 

Such spite she blooms for you

 

The suns

not even the brightest stars

amounted to the perfect features

that belonged to you

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