>>25302400
Go ahead. Inspect my genitals.

>>25302423
ok. youre in.
NEXT

Immortal Aphrodite, on your intricately brocaded throne,

child of Zeus, weaver of wiles, this I pray:

Dear Lady, don’t crush my heart

with pains and sorrows.
5 But come here, if ever before,

when you heard my far-off cry,

you listened. And you came,

leaving your father’s house,
yoking your chariot of gold.

10 Then beautiful swift sparrows led you over the black earth

from the sky through the middle air,

whirling their wings into a blur.
Rapidly they came. And you, O Blessed Goddess,

a smile on your immortal face,

15 asked what had happened this time,

why did I call again,
and what did I especially desire

for myself in my frenzied heart:

“Who this time am I to persuade

20 to your love? Sappho, who is doing you wrong?

Apples on the small trees
are hard
too late ripened
by a desperate sun
that struggles through sea-mist

the boughs of the trees
are twisted
from too many bafflings
twisted are the small leafed boughs