Hermes
My thoughts –
many at this moment,
neither brilliant nor noble.
Waiting for the minutes to pass –
waiting till the moment arrives
when I can attempt to find solace
in the voice of a friend.
Is it friend or lover?
Can it be both?
Let Hermes bring you to my side,
where I can lay my head upon your breast,
and see that brightly burning fire in your eyes.
Come quickly and put your arms around me,
come and quench this passion
that without your touch will soon engulf me.
~ Cristina Jill Mosqueda ~
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