the immortal womanA Poem by Mohl083i know my hands have touched the springs of the fountain of youth. i have seen the phoenix rise from the ashes, laugh as she danced with flames, and returned alive and healthy; better for her suffering. in my wife there is her daughter slumbering. one day she'll be awake and she'll carry her daughter and her mother. throughout history men have dropped sails searching for the same Helens. Venus is our mother, wife and daughter a perfect trinity of love.
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