Here With Me

I can feel her

Here with me

Weeping on the floor 

I feel her hand on my shoulder

Artemis wipes my tears 

Hera holds my hand 

The world is a haze

But they are clear 

Aphorodite strokes my hair

Athena whispers words of comfort

Persephone hums quietly

My bathroom floor is a temple

Godesses live on the foot of my bed

They cradle me 

When nightmares come

The Gods lived on 

To guide the youth

To stroke my cheek 

When I cry in the dry bath tub

They live not

On a mountain

They are here now

With me

with you 



This poem is about: 
Our world


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