Medusa and Her Lover

 

 

She had a serpents tongue

ringlets of venom lingered

off of her lips

one could have turned to stone

if they gazed too long

 

But for me

 

I would have looked into

the eyes of Hades

battle mountains themselves

just for a glimpse of those

smooth emeralds

 

I had come to love her

 

If one could see her

they could trace the malice

that seeps off of her tongue

the muses couldn’t have

formed songs for her

 

I could have built her a shrine

 

Placed her right on the throne

bound souls on her foothold

I would have become that stone

those serpents

her servant

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