Goddesses of Beauty

I’m gonna sing a little story, pay attention, listen to me
a thing of beauty was a joy forever, passion was a beautiful story
there’s nothing but pure sensation, it’s a pleasure, you see
peeking into the craziness of them goddesses, they are an act of beauty!

the noblest beings of the Olympian ways
loin clads in white and drunk with wine, those were the days
supple and ample, them goddesses were truly an example
laughter filled desires, frolicking sacredly in the heart of their temple!

never the despondent, these sentinel dearth
taste of flesh, binds them to the fantasy on earth
the immortal drink was the fountain of youth
the sins of these beauties, simply shocking to know the truth

if I’m to start with Hera, the beautiful ambrosia
the protection from her may be with ravaging doses of jealous rage
calming voice of Demeter, as she serenades the harvest of dahlias
strikingly black, these flower entwined beauties simply never age

their flowery band, turned earth into a goddess’s haven
with boys as toys, the mountains were their harem
from dusk to dawn, carnal escapades turned the space into heaven
dusted with star studded cuties, them goddesses weren’t afraid to share em’

the rollicking of old and young, it seemed as a night of mad mad fun
then comes the wise Athena with her owled eyed glow dressed as a nun
never easy to understand her intended punishment on some
as she whips those pleasure seeking bodies covered with human cum

the night is filled with sounds from the verses of blasphemy
for the humans, there are the moans of boys in a sensual symphony
hiding behind the shadowy moon, was Artemis, praying for a boon
the protector of toy boys, the wreathed souls are praying for her to show up pretty soon

the expected beauties that yet to party were simply Hestia and Aphrodite
with them came the aphrodisiac filled daffodils that would neutralize the frenzied masochistic thrills
a blooming scent will heal the madness that was unleashed with ravenous impunity
bringing back the heavenly mountains from its grandiose of fornicating chills

the little story of epic goddesses of beauty from the old Greek mythology
tyrannical fantasy, they surely got all the toy boys to a point beyond ecstasy
watching from a far, quietly in silence, the god of unnatural sex was in his fiery underground
wanking off by himself, poor old Hedes with no one to play in his dark dingy sexual playground!