Hymn To Venus
A full blooded goddess that's what you are
Raised in Mt. Olympus that's very far
Endowed with an endless beauty and wit
I am asking you not to let me fall in a lovers pit
Oh goddess of love in you hands is where love grows
you catch the piece of love my heart throws
Just to make it whole again
As if it has never been broken
Hear me, oh Venus
May this plea reach Mt. Olymp[us
Through your lofty towers where love dwells
You would hear me sing like a lovely bells
If only I was born with a silver spoon
Then maybe the love you sent will be a boon
But then i was not born with a golden face
That is adored by the whole human race.
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