Calypso
A goddess of a girl, all would say
The envy of most maidens, whom I came to love
She awoke at dawn, just to dance at dusk.
Her laughter filled my soul
A euphoria I could not naturally muster up
A soul I craved, and a body I longed for
Under the stars, her touch numbed all sorrow
I gifted my heart, though she be not a sir
Nevertheless, she is a god and I love her
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