My Aphrodite
What lives we lead in the hope of love. Our hearts laden like late summer apple trees, ripe with fruit. All after our Aphrodite who even in our darkest day comes like the dawn to brighten our morning, all with a smile and a glance that are fleetingly as short as each moment she is there. How little she knows the agony and ecstasy she brings.
Her features soft like rolling hills, her eyes like incandescent pools of spring water, a smile that makes the roses blush as she walks by, her soft golden locks flowing gently like a brook over her shoulders.
How she torments my every moment, from dawn to dusk, and then on through my dreams, ever there reminding me of what I once had.
ACM
Author's Note - Okay I didn't write this as a fanfiction, but wasn't getting any reviews on the other sites I published it on so thought I would throw it up on here. More maybe to come