#offering for apollo

[visiodeii]

‘Sunflower’ He calls me

and I bloom

[thefruitiest-loop]

A poem I wrote (my first poem ever lol) about Lord Apollo and Prince Hyacinthos as an offering to Apollo

☀️🪻

The way the warming sunlight shined upon you

Made you look divine, your face, your body, your soul

Our fondness, our harmony, feelings, so true

Our passion, like fire, our love as a whole

I worship you like I should be worshiped

But with our love, we were taking a risk

It could not last forever, that was a fact I knew

That it was over so soon, I didn't have a clue

We weren't alone, you were being watched from above

'Cause the wind always listens, you have to watch out, my love

Our love was a game, a game we both lost

The jealous has won, with your life as a cost

The wind blew you away, now waiting is all you can do

Waiting for eternity, because I can't come with you

I have to stay, grieving your loss, living with regret

When we love, some accept it, someone doesn't

So I planted flowers, I planted a dozen

A flower, as beautiful as you

A flower, purple, as a sign of the love you would give

A flower, that would heavenly bloom

To remember you, my dear, remember you, dear Hyacinth

Praise Lord Apollo☀️🪻

Here's the handwritten version btw!!

[visiodeii]

Apollo's warmth is caressing our cheeks, as we lay outside on the sunflower fields Drifting into a peaceful dream with a soft sigh, with an ancient lyre playing somewhere nearby