EROS DO NOT FLEE FROM ME (final)

My adventure began on a chilling night when homes of many lowered their shades and killed the light. As sullen souls lay down for bed and fell into their dreams, common sense was telling me I ought to follow. But my heart stood firm, and I, in place of fear!

While conviction, that solid and shiny compass, melted color-pale and heavy fright that night, my plan was nothing more than this: to find the house of EROS to cure my heart of alder blight! After Chaos, Gaia, and Tartarus, he was born, but for me--as I for him--this night, my ambition over fear.

EROS, the God of Love and sexuality, could show the path for that enduring love of my bride-to-be...my writ of right! Nothing more could keep me still, so I fled into the frozen hills upon a whirlwind. Yes, me, the mere mortal, like EROS, I sped, beating glittering golden wings upon my hidden fear.

A heavy burden of knowing what must be, that fate of mine, as my beast passed through the mist and soared in height. She bravely carried on across barren wasteland and icy bog as sad and frozen waters gravely sang to me, "CHAOS..." and my eyes were slightly hidden--Monmouth and fear.

And it seemed to me that humanity might have just begun as we moved by wood and sullen hill surging forth in might. Oh, pity us, as EROS must feel the greater that his bride was no less than CHAOS!

Soon, I came upon a chasm which has no name but keeps a flame the light of Luna burned--to see the truth of life this night. The dance of light upon the night stirred a feeling within my soul, soothing my beast. I released the burden of my weight, and there she fled into the night like burning crystal--who eased my fear.

And within the gaping chasm of this slightly twisted gash of soil, I faced my future fate by gently and carefully moving forward into that dim light. And into the night like oil, each footstep soaked inside my soul, the fear within this slice of time grabbing my throat so fierce. I, like EROS, felt as one with love, less that burning fear.

My mind a fever beating like a raging river, I slowly seeped into the porous night like some hungry ravenous creature who only wishes blood and bite. But soon, that moment of decision as I met that ancient door of lore. And with my hand so cold and grey, I took to knock upon the legend no less than EROS. In retrospect, I must confess: seconds felt like minutes--minutes like hours, all in fear!

The sane and stable heart might wish to judge the fool I am, but the need for love is stronger than the shame of fools or mortal smite. To those who know the pain and silence of an empty life, tonight compels the heart to find one's lover and to face one's fear!

But this night, my plan was nothing more than this: to find the house of that primordial god EROS no less. After Chaos, Gaia, and Tatarus, he was born, but for me--as I for him--this night, my ambition would find the way. Though feeble, I stand determined, EROS, do not flee from me.

My adventure began on a chilling night when homes of many lowered their shades and killed the light. As sullen souls lay down for bed and fell into their dreams, common sense was telling me I ought to follow. But my heart stood firm, and I, in place of fear!

While conviction, that solid and shiny compass, melted color-pale and heavy fright that night, my plan was nothing more than this: to find the house of EROS to cure my heart of alder blight! After Chaos, Gaia, and Tartarus, he was born, but for me--as I for him--this night, my ambition over fear.

EROS, the God of Love and sexuality, could show the path for that enduring love of my bride-to-be...my writ of right! Nothing more could keep me still, so I fled into the frozen hills upon a whirlwind. Yes, me, the mere mortal, like EROS, I sped, beating glittering golden wings upon my hidden fear.

A heavy burden of knowing what must be, that fate of mine, as my beast passed through the mist and soared in height. She bravely carried on across barren wasteland and icy bog as sad and frozen waters gravely sang to me, "CHAOS..." and my eyes were slightly hidden--Monmouth and fear.

And it seemed to me that humanity might have just begun as we moved by wood and sullen hill surging forth in might. Oh, pity us, as EROS must feel the greater that his bride was no less than CHAOS!

Soon, I came upon a chasm which has no name but keeps a flame the light of Luna burned--to see the truth of life this night. The dance of light upon the night stirred a feeling within my soul, soothing my beast. I released the burden of my weight, and there she fled into the night like burning crystal--who eased my fear.

And within the gaping chasm of this slightly twisted gash of soil, I faced my future fate by gently and carefully moving forward into that dim light. And into the night like oil, each footstep soaked inside my soul, the fear within this slice of time grabbing my throat so fierce. I, like EROS, felt as one with love, less that burning fear.

My mind a fever beating like a raging river, I slowly seeped into the porous night like some hungry ravenous creature who only wishes blood and bite. But soon, that moment of decision as I met that ancient door of lore. And with my hand so cold and grey, I took to knock upon the legend no less than EROS. In retrospect, I must confess: seconds felt like minutes--minutes like hours, all in fear!

The sane and stable heart might wish to judge the fool I am, but the need for love is stronger than the shame of fools or mortal smite. To those who know the pain and silence of an empty life, tonight compels the heart to find one's lover and to face one's fear!

But this night, my plan was nothing more than this: to find the house of that primordial god EROS no less. After Chaos, Gaia, and Tatarus, he was born, but for me--as I for him--this night, my ambition would find the way. Though feeble, I stand determined, EROS, do not flee from me.

The door of EROS, ancient and looming, creaked open and out came a figure so bright it lit up the darkening sky.  It was EROS himself, radiant and divine, with wings that shone like the sun and eyes that pierced the depths of my soul.

He asked, "What brings you here, mortal? Do you not fear the wrath of the gods?"

But I stood my ground and spoke with all the courage I could muster, "I come seeking the path to true love, oh great EROS. I beg of you to guide me to the one meant to be mine."

EROS considered my plea, his gaze unwavering, and finally he spoke, "Love is not a simple path, mortal. It is fraught with trials and tribulations, and many lose their way. But if you are willing to endure, I shall show you the way."

With those words, he led me through a labyrinthine maze of corridors and chambers, each more intricate and mysterious than the last. And with each step, my heart beat faster, my breath caught in my throat, for I knew that the journey ahead would

not be an easy one.

At last, we came to a room bathed in a soft, golden light. In the center of the room stood a statue, carved from the finest marble, of a woman so beautiful that tears sprang to my eyes.

EROS spoke again, "This is the one meant to be yours, mortal. But to win her heart, you must prove yourself worthy. You must face the trials of love and emerge victorious. Will you take up this challenge?"

Without hesitation, I answered, "Yes, EROS, I will face any trial, endure any hardship, if it means winning the heart of

my beloved."

And with that, the trials began. I faced tests of patience and endurance, of sacrifice and commitment. I battled through my own doubts and fears, struggling to prove that my love was true and enduring.

At last, after what seemed like an eternity, I emerged from the trials victorious. And as I gazed upon the statue once more, I saw that it had come to life, and the woman before me was no longer stone, but flesh and blood.

She smiled at me, and I knew that all my trials had been worth it, for in that moment, I had found true love.

EROS watched from the shadows, a smile on his lips, and I knew that I had earned his respect and admiration.

And so, I left the house of EROS, my heart filled with joy and gratitude, and a newfound appreciation for the trials and tribulations of love.

The golden light of dawn filtered through the ancient door as I stepped out of EROS's abode. The world outside seemed different, vibrant with newfound meaning. My heart, no longer a caged bird, sang with the promise of love fulfilled.

My journey had been arduous, a tapestry woven with fear, doubt, and unwavering resolve. The trials I'd faced had tempered my spirit, revealing a strength I never knew I possessed. But the greatest reward wasn't just the victory, it was the transformation within.

My path now led not just to my beloved, but to a deeper understanding of myself. The lessons learned in EROS's labyrinth echoed in my soul: love requires courage, vulnerability, and a fierce determination to overcome obstacles.

And yet, a shadow of trepidation lingered. Could mere mortal love, nurtured in the crucible of hardship, withstand the test of time? Would the flame of passion flicker and die in the face of everyday challenges?

As I ventured forth, I saw her - my beloved, bathed in the morning sunlight. Her smile, etched with the same trials I'd endured, held a depth of understanding that resonated within me. In her eyes, I saw a reflection of my own journey, a shared determination to nurture the love we had fought for.

The road ahead was still unknown, but now we walked it together, hand in hand. EROS's parting words echoed in my mind: "True love is a journey, not a destination. It requires constant nurturing, understanding, and the courage to face the storms together."

And so, we began our journey, weaving our love into the fabric of our lives. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and the initial spark of passion blossomed into a deeper, more profound connection. We stumbled, we argued, we learned, but through it all, the flame of our love remained steadfast.

Years passed, marked by laughter, tears, triumphs, and tribulations. The world around us changed, but our love endured, a testament to the strength we had found within each other. And as we looked back at the trials we had faced, we realized that they were not just tests, but stepping stones that had led us to this point - a love stronger, wiser, and more cherished than we could have ever imagined.

One evening, as we sat hand-in-hand under the starlit sky, I looked into her eyes, now etched with the wisdom of time but still sparkling with love. "Remember," I whispered, "the night I stood at EROS's door, pleading for guidance?"

She smiled, her eyes twinkling. "How could I forget? It was the night our journey began."

"And what if I had faltered back then? What if I had turned away from the trials?"

She reached out and took my hand, her touch sending warmth through my soul. "Then we wouldn't be here, sharing this moment, our love a beacon that shines brighter with each passing year."

As I held her gaze, I realized that EROS hadn't just granted me a lover, but a companion, a confidante, and a partner in this grand adventure called life. And in that moment, I knew that the truest reward of the trials wasn't just finding love, but becoming the person worthy of it.

For love, like a precious gem, reveals its true brilliance only when polished by challenges and nurtured with unwavering devotion. And in that shared understanding, we found our happily ever after, not as a destination, but as a continuous journey, hand in hand, hearts intertwined, forever grateful for the trials that led us to each other.

So remember, dear reader, when the path of love seems daunting, when fear threatens to hold you back, remember the words inscribed on the ancient door of EROS: "Though feeble, stand determined. For love, like a phoenix, rises from the ashes of doubt and emerges stronger than ever."

And if you ever find yourself standing before that same door, don't hesitate. Knock with courage, face the trials with unwavering resolve, and trust that true love, like a guiding star, will illuminate your path.

:: 02.22.2024 ::

Author's Note

I really hope I am done with this poem but I fear this is only the first few pages.