he is born of fire, composed of flame
gold as the sun that lights all of my world
complete, pure of passion, never to be tamed
when he was formed the spinning cosmos whirled
and danced their joy for the conception of
their most beautiful son. full of chaos
and desire, with a heart woven of love
that sings of fevers and a love long lost;
a heart that dances and spins with frantic
abandon, his only parent the un-
iverses, pampering his every antic--
at his feet, the sun, the earth, and the moon.
his soul always dances with galaxies--
but he claims that his love belongs to me.