Aphrodite

Rising slowly from a roiling sea
Of strife, the fledgling goddess lifts her head,
Reaches out her hand, and smiles, demure
Yet brazen; all the world stands still in awe.
As Nature rearranges life itself,
Acknowledging her presence, she is drawn
Toward the man she chooses to receive
The gift of her devotion. She enchants
Him with her smile, then with her scent,
And then her gentle touch; she takes his hand.
Together they depart this sacred beach
While others watch with longings unsuppressed.
But he sees no one else, save her alone;
His life began anew when love was born.