The Erotes: Hedylogos

Form: Ivorian Sonnet 24

Hedylogos – the god of sweet talk and flattery

He whispers words to make her feel desire
Romantic and sweet, inciting her fire
For in her he sees his beautiful rose
A delicate flower, scented and pure
For in his eyes her beauty simply glows
And he seeks her lips for another taste
A sweet kiss like intoxicating wine
And his lips linger his mind so embraced
And he whispers his love in words of rhyme
Her sighs he hears as soft notes of a lyre
The melodies that sing of love divine
As passion demands there’s no time to waste
His touch confident yet shyly unsure
For in that moment she is all he knows

©JG Farmer 2019

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