One with love

If only I were Aphrodite
An all-knowing goddess

I'd pave a road through
All the vast, lively oceans
Creating a direct path
Straight to you

Then I’d charm you
With loving whispers
Murmurs of sweet nothings

Each of my breaths ticks one of your boxes
Satisfied completely by this intimacy
As your smile plays connect the dots with your dimples
Our hands intertwine
Setting the roots for this love of ours

We'd foam of passion
Under an ancient cypress tree
Casting a formed rebirth as our waves peak
If only I were Aphrodite
If only I were.

This article is part of Intimacy, The Ubyssey’s 2022 sex issue. You can read more here.