Venus And Her Consort

Wealthy round moons supple rise up to support a lovely neck and from this cape, earth, itself forms up to a beauteous beck An enticing chin set in the cape to crown a balanced jaw Whose lines be accented in ink So inviting to the tracing paw Two inviting chutes converge above the ravishing furrow below luscious lips’ ripe red wine arched like the cupid’s bow From which melodies decant gurgle like sweet spring’s flow to the farmer an enticing tempt on rungs of life, something to sow The nose centered bright balanced like a beautiful ridge between two glistening mounds spread delicate a firmly bridge High cheek bones firm like apples an aroma from heaven’s pluck spur for the lovelorn solitary trudge, smitten, reach up for the thirsty tuck Sparkling gems so invitingly speak language of Venus and her consort yet so much to contend with are legions of love and their cohort Ringed all this in ample furls that set the direction for eager sails plenty the tresses, winsome the curls lead onto mysteries, valleys and dales