Aphrodite

6

Gravity pulls everything down.

Even you, a celestial being, divine in action and word

Must fall to the advances of something,

Of someone.

I will impress you somehow.

I stay in your line of sight

So you know that I'm your target;

Paint my forehead and cheeks red so you find yourself drawn to me;

Bathe in water with carnation petals strewn across it;

Arch my back more.

I've heard that you like the way I look from behind.

Here I am, showing off just for you,

A bull's-eye tattooed on my ass.

Come and get me.

I pose when you see me and sulk when you look away;

I drink boiling water, for spectacle;

Sweeten my voice with honey;

Perfume my attitude with herbs;

Ask you millions of calling-card questions;

Dance, and trip over my feet;

Adopt an aura of confidence, as my want for you has killed my own;

Use every little trick from old books, inane magazines;

Consult psychics, ignore advice from friends, pound my fists against the wall in frustration.

Please, notice me.

Don't you see the way my entire body aches for you?

Victory is mine, I know it is.

I see the way you tug at your collar

And play with your hair in nervousness.

Your love is there,

But you don't dare admit it.

I understand.

I couldn't admit my love for you, either, not until now.

Give me your love, and I will give you my all,

My mind, my body, my spirit.

Every fiber of my being will scream your name

And live to satisfy you the way you satisfy me.

I'm trapped in your web of love and desperation,

And I have no choice but to confess every dream I've dreamed of you,

Every offhand thought and careful observation,

Every feeling I've had in your presence.

You look upon me, admire my effort.

Admire me.

Love me.

I thought it might be impossible,

But you take my hands, thumb over my cheeks.

Your touch is mild and heavenly.

I savor the ten fingers on my skin and your impassioned words.

You kiss me.

Suddenly, the universe opens.