Zeus’ trumpet blasted. As you fell to Earth.
Falling out of your golden chariot,
On golden wings
Bringing your love.
Floating on the Blue Nile,
As we returned
To the gardens of Luxor
Drinking mint tea
Feasting on candied figs
Watching the palms sway
Tasting your honey
Given freely
To my hungry lips and tongue
Slowly making love
As the ancients watched
And they smiled
With blessings
As sand blows
So does the years
Happy and Peace
Your gift
A golden girl child
Upon the first Blue Moon
You christen her Antheia
As you know all
One day Zeus’ trumpet
Shall call you back
Each night we made love
Passion moves us
For knowing time is short
Holding me tight
Your promises made
I shall come back
For Antheia and you
Each night
We wait on our sandy beach
Our eyes raised to the Heavens
Promises made
Promises shall be kept
I know our love
Never shall become
Dust in the wind
Holding our golden child hand
I say to Antheia
Your mother shall return
Not tonight
But she shall return
