CALL TO THE GODS


Venus, oh Venus
Come to my aid
As you have for so many others
My mouth is dry when I try to speak
To the very one I love

Cupid, Cupid come and help
For I feel that I’m drowning
In the seas of self doubt
Hercules, oh Hercules,
Lift me out
Out of the sea
So that Neptune won’t capture me



© Mary Collins

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