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The Queen of the Damned
He gave away his fleeting life
For the midnight kiss of spring
The queen of the damned he kissed
On Persephone’s dark rose lips
The kiss of a mortal man
Towards the earth, He drifted up
On the zephyrs of her exhale
Before he reached the ground
The hands of Hades seized him cold
Pulling him down to Hecate
To join the ghosts of Asphodel
Persephone could not forget his lips
His soul she placed inside her palm
She turned him into meadow's hay
And planted his heart inside an oak
Every year the kiss of spring
Drifts beside his sleeping soul
Published 4th Mar 2023
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4th Mar 2023 7:51pm
Persephone is my all time favorite. The goddess of spring is also the queen of the dead. And you wrote a fitting tribute, teasing the dichotomy in a beautiful way.
Kickass write!
6th Mar 2023 11:14am
Thanks for reading it.
The greek myths, especailly those of the underworld, are fascinating, I would have listened more in religious education if we had the greek myths taught to us, instead of the monotheistic myths.
regards
James
The greek myths, especailly those of the underworld, are fascinating, I would have listened more in religious education if we had the greek myths taught to us, instead of the monotheistic myths.
regards
James
