funny how this poem keeps comeing into play...

[consented_death]

APOLONIAN BEAUTY

apollo shines his beauty on to one
and she crosses through the arches of venus and drops of pluto fall upon her
and her beauty is reveled in by all who gaze upon her face
her eyes only matched by the fiery core of the sun
and the cold steely wonder of the moon

many fall before her grace
only one stands ready to accept her embrace
others flee before her very wake
but one man is truely accepting and consentual with her in every way

but will she accept his embrace
he wonders weather she will discard or treasure him
he is trapped in the wake of her appolonian beauty
he can not escape it , she ensnares him in every word she speaks
with such glory , such grace
such adoration he gives her

if only she could understand that she is truely adored
she feels unwanted in her cold dungeon that is her home
but when she feels his embrace
his care
all he hopes is that she truely cares for him
truely cares?