He was created from metal and stone,
By the greatest of Grecian sculptors
He is the model of perfection,
Keeping position perfectly,
Arms open watching and waiting.
This Grecian god lays in wait during
The Years of night;
Waiting for a beautiful sun to
Shoot across his skies.
His follow gods watched how their brother
Was encased in his stony loneliness,
So they send back to Earth the sculptor
To create:
She was perfectly molded to
Fit right in his open embrace;
INTO HIS HEART.
She melts the stone prison,
And her god shines with golden rays.
Her sun god, her lover set in stone for her to awaken.
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