I see Aphrodite in the angle of your cheekbones.
In the rolls of your belly.
In the motion of your wrist when you tell an exciting story.Aphrodite smiles at me through the impatient half-smile you make when waiting.
Through your eyes when they are blurred with tears.
Through the glowing of your hair in the afternoon sun.She beckons me closer with your voice that is tired from work.
With your voice that is shrill with excitement.
With your voice that is coarse with some left-over sleep.I see Aphrodite in you.
She loves you in a way that I can only dream of,
and I already love you with all the love my soul can ever give.
She knows my love. She put it there.Now She wants you to love yourself
for all that you are
for She loves you.
And Her love is never wrong.I wish I could write like this…this is so beautiful