Am I Odysseus and are you Penelope cause I’d brave Poseidon’s strongest of waves so salty I taste death crunch under my tongue and listen to siren’s song with no falter in my step cause my heart still beats to the way you laughed years ago and I’d see your form in every crimson ripple of the Styx and the strike of Zeus’s lightning would glow like your hair in the sun and above the divine would be you waiting for me steadfast and godless as I color my cheeks with blood instead of blush and I’d know then as I once fall into your embrace the greatest myth and legend to be told had her arms around me
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