It is said in the ancient text she was conceived in murder
When the Titan Cronus drew his father Uranus’s blood, dead, he forever be
The wife of a dark Vulcan Hephaestus, mother to the cherub of love
Legends say she rose from Poseidon’s emerald seas.
From salty heather foam in the waters of Pathos,
That lap the white shores of the isle of Cyprus did she rise
Though Homer on this fact would disagree

Striking jealousy in the hearts of the haughty gods
And filling Adonis eyes according to Greek lore
Half the year she favored him with her sweet love
Though she shared him with Persephone goddess of the Underworld
Until the day he died in her arms when slew by a wild boar

Her beauty forced the sun in its wonder to look away
And frightened the shy round moon into hiding
On new mornings she took the gilded reins in lace covered hands
And in her mystical swan drawn car
Upon a fine day through the air went a gliding

She would curse those who neglected to adore her
In her fury punished those who strayed from worships path
And on the warrior Menelaus in his quest for Helen of Troy
The Goddess would vent her vengeance and wrath


Her crest was that of love and beauty
Full of passion and fertility was she graced
Oh Aphrodite
Once gazed upon by the eyes of man
Never again could his mortal love sate.

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