We are all enchanted by an ancient incantation
Men seeking Aphrodities : Unparalleled beauties and feral fires of lust to satisfy their carnal desires without looking deeper than the skin to what rudiments lurks beneath the flames
Yet they wonder why they get scorched When in their hazy compelled state They forgot that Aphrodite Was satisfied by none That Infidelity was her favorite game that she left a broken heart on every path she made.
And woman not better at all Falling for Apollos Whose words and promises Captivates in such ways That combined with chiselled physiques
We neglect to see The personality’s and immodesty Self-centredness and immorality that Leads to an emotional barrenness That could dry all the seas and still remain a desert leaving us mentally dehydrated and emotionally devastated .
We wonder where did love go If Eros has hung up his bow? But we, in truth are charmed By society’s black magic Brainwashed to down play character and integrity Because all that is important “Is that my love is pretty”