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Adorations of Eros

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I adore you, patron of Thespiai.
I adore you, heart of Boeotia.
I adore you, keeper of the gymnasia at Ellis.
I adore you, guardian of the Academy at Athens.

I adore you First-Born.
I adore you son of Nyx.
I adore you irresistible boy.
I adore you tender youth.

I adore you Liberator.
I adore you far-shooter.
I adore you light-bringer.
I adore you thunderer.

I adore you, Eris’ Yang.
I adore you companion to Aphrodite.
I adore you kin of Psykhe, Moirai.
I adore you challenger of Apollon.

I adore you, who makes Gods into fools.
I adore you, who is fairest of Them all.
I adore you, who runs the path of fire.
I adore you, who makes Zephyros breath quiver.

I adore you dual-natured god.
I adore you pain-inducer.
I adore you brother of Thanatos.
I adore you blinding ephebe.

I adore you random shooter.
I adore you fair roller-coaster.
I adore you sponge of all emotion.
I adore you fuel of passion.

I adore you life-bringer.
I adore you seed within the egg of Nyx.
I adore you seed within all eggs.
I adore you germination.

I adore you of infinite improbability.
I adore you force of creation.
I adore you static evolving one.
I adore you, He of fluid nature.

I adore you beloved of Psykhe.
I adore you beloved of Ganymedes.
I adore you beloved of Aphrodite.
I adore you beloved of Narkissos.

I adore you, who captures butterflies.
I adore you, who attends flowers.
I adore you, who can polish lead into gold.
I adore you, who can tarnish gold into lead.

I adore you, midnight blue born of Nyx.
I adore you, watery blue companion of Aphrodite.
I adore you, sky blue friend of Olympos’ throne.
I adore you, unobtainable blue of the rose.

I adore you, softness of lips on my cheek.
I adore you, hardness of phallos between my legs.
I adore you, piercing bite.
I adore you, inviting caress.

I adore you, who gives fragrance to quince.
I adore you, who gives vibrations to music.
I adore you, who gives taste to a lover’s skin.
I adore you, who gives beauty to those who can see it.

I adore you loosener of limbs.
I adore you shaker of hair.
I adore you whiplash of flagella.
I adore you who moves in spite of binds.

I adore you, gift of Khaos.
I adore you, guide to Kosmos.
I adore you, who breaks up the void.
I adore you, unites the plurality.

I really really wanted to add more lines to this, if only cos so many of the “adorations” posts had much more. But this is where I feel in my heart it is best to stop.

Upon Cupid

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by: Anacreon (570-488 B.C.)
translated by Thomas Stanley

As lately I a garland bound,
‘Mongst roses I there Cupid found;
I took him, put him in my cup,
And drunk with wine, I drank him up.
Hence then it is that my poor breast
Could never since find any rest.
[source]

This little poem has really resonnated with me the last couple of days, even when I’m not re-reading it, I’m frequently reciting it in my mind. I really wanted to think of something more substantial to post, but this is all I’m coming up with.

Glorious Eros

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lorious Eros, stronger than death
You make beauty among the trash
You shine a light through the eyes of Nyx
It is to you we writhe and thrash
With ever’y thrust I worship you
And with ever’y kiss and sigh
With ever’y beat of hardened pulse
You touch my heart, I touch his thigh
You give us a gift of joyousness
And from that we give you our sweat
I praise you ‘tween belov’d's muscled thighs
With joy that can’t be measured yet.

[poetry] To Eros

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First-born Theos, son of maiden Nyx,
Born before your presence caused
She and Erebos
To see the beauty in each-other.
Born by parthenogenesis,
You inspire creation.
Everything ever gestated
Is indebted to you,
Lord Eros,
Eternal ephebos,
Giver of passions.
Immortal ephebos hiera,
My Divine beloved,
Giver of
My mortal lovers.
When blood was spilled
From the loins of Oranos,
Fall into the water did His seed as well,
And from there,
In the waters before you,
Sprang forth Kypris,
She who is foam-risen,
Your equal in power
And beauty,
And inspiring love
Among both Gods and men.
Your surrogate family when
Dark-haired Nyx
Seems so very far away.
Almighty Lord Eros,
Hear your adoring suppliant’s prayers,
And lead him on a path of
Passion,
Creation,
And love
Both mortal
And Immortal