To Hyacinthus
Eyes of violet and skin so smooth to touch
Fingers so thin yet so strong in their clutch
In the late summer wind, you are no mere man
You've tamed armies and Gods, and named cults and clans.
Strength and yet, I see how fragile you are
Brilliant as the sun, and sweet as the stars
You watched me as no one ever has before
No fear and no caution, just love to your core.
Dance with me in the cold, autumn air
Persephone descends, but we soar in our care
Deity, I am, and you, his mighty Majesty
Together, our love will bloom deep into history.
Highness, my prince, so many admire you
Mortals, Gods alike, to the nymphs of the blue
But in the winter frost, you seek only me
And I seek your brilliance that only I can see.
The flowers bloom soon, and while I will miss
How snow glows in your hair as you smile in bliss
I wish to see you amidst a field in full bloom
Your grin so bright it chases away gloom.
And I hold you amidst beauty that pales
To your grace, your words, the wind in your sails
I tell you — your beauty, it will never fade away
Even the West Wind will behold it with each passing day.
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