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Galatea
Poised and Perfect, cold
She’s chilled from her beginning
No blood to carry heat
No heart to hold passion
Personality never formed
never thought of
signs of emotion without feeling
Venus, goddess of love,
how dare men call perfect
stone carved in your image
what good is love without
passion, gasping sighs or warm breath.
Beauty is cold comfort
in the witching hour
You could not stand
for this blasphemy.
You took the mans creation
And gave her life,
breath,
passion…
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