We bow-before the Queen of Hearts,
A Goddess, robed in velvet arts.
Aphrodite, crowned in swirl-
Where Seas of Lust and Love unfurl.
Your breath-so lush-enchants the shore,
We greet this thrill-demanding more.
Your whispers warm the timid ear-
Coaxing souls to venture near.
In pensive hush-desires sing,
And hearts, untethered, start to fling.
O Aphrodite-laced with grace,
Ignite the spark in every place.
Valentine's vow-our senses free,
Where mortal hearts-divine-agree.
In longing, we find ecstasy-
Beneath your gaze, we're wild-yet free.
A vow of passion-so refined,
From lust to love-we're all entwined.
Oh, how the body hums-when lit-
A savage feast-yet delicate wit.
A flicker of pink in trembling skin,
Chased by an epic wave-within.
The mind attempts to hush the heart,
Yet-like the tides-it splits apart.
For passion claims its rightful sway,
And fear-shall bow-on Valentine's Day.
What price, this fever-known as Bliss?
Is it sin-or holy kiss?
Aphrodite smiles-no need to choose,
For love, and lust-one's never to lose.
O Aphrodite-laced with grace,
Ignite the spark in every place.
Valentine's vow-our senses free,
Where mortal hearts-divine-agree.
In longing, we find ecstasy-
Beneath your gaze, we're wild-yet free.
A vow of passion-so refined,
From lust to love-we're all entwined.
Aphrodite's realm-forever bold,
In each embrace-her tales are told.
Let lovers taste their secret art,
And pledge to keep her flame-at heart.