Spartan Queen
Hair of Spun Gold
I will always love you
Your sensual beauty will never grow old
Skin the colour of warm honey
Soft and velvet touch
I cry for you
Wish I had been able to have given you love
Woman to woman
They say your face launched a Thousand ships
Is that true?
I only know my heart bleeds for you
Queen of Sparta
Three thousand years too late for me to know
From lofty towers of Ilion
You once looked down as Trojans and Greeks
Fought for you
Did you once feel remorse
Wish you had stayed at home and stayed the course
And I would cross Oceans
Like never before
Just to find myself at your bedroom door
Across the wind faced sea
Would you have made love with me?
For in your royal bed we’d be
Did you ever make love with a woman like me?
A woman whose heart you own
I dream of you
All alone in my empty home
And maybe one day when I cross the Styx
The boatman I shall pay
To see you as you in deathly skin
Will you still have fire within?
The fairest of them all
To that day I wash upon your shore
No longer a shadow anymore
Helen of Sparta
Bringer of War
My eternal everlasting love, open your door.
Melissa Kara May 2016
