They said, “Quiet the mind and the soul will speak."

Yet, my mind perpetually busy, 

That was, until I lay with her. 

And my body and mind exhausted by her wants and demands,

Was still.

It was In the quietness of coital bliss, 

That I first thought, then believed,

That she was my heaven.

My living statues, 

My Venus Di Milo,

My Aphrodite.

The living embodiment, of life and beauty in all its fulness. 

What more can mortal man desire 

Than his own goddess?

As lust brings life,

And life brings lust.

And she became my all.