To Aphrodite’s Daughter

 

The eyes of Beauty are soft,

And have a tender gleam;

They show ones inner feelings,

And give off a blissful beam.

 

Hey you with the stars in your eyes!

Come forth and shed your light;

Shine upon our land,

And make our day so bright.

 

The lips of Beauty are sweet,

As fresh as a just picked peach;

They reveal ones tranquil thoughts,

And speak the truth to each.

 

Hey you with the lips so ripe,

Come forth and share your fruit;

Let us have a taste,

Of your inner Truth.

 

The hands of Beauty are gentle,

They give with all their might;

They show us how true Love is,

And make all things go right.

 

Hey you with the hands that render ,

Come forth and point the way;

Take us where our Freedom lies,

And Justice has its say.

 

Soft eyes, sweet lips and gentle hands,

These fit you like a glove;

A maiden, pure and proper,

Whose Beauty's made of Love.

 

For Love is who you are,

Put into flesh and bone;

Aphrodite's daughter,

As you sweet Love has shown.

 

You've grown to be a goddess,

Who loves with selfless grace;

As lovely as your mother,

And soon to share her place

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