For Him

You are the Daphne to my Niles,
But I am the Niles to your Daphne.
You are the Aphrodite to my Hephaestus,
But I am the Hephaestus to your Aphrodite.
Your gravity is mighty.
We met and I fell.
I shook and I stuttered,
My heartbeat spurred and fluttered.
I'll never give up,
Because you pull me in,
No matter how long it's been.
And so I live and love,
With hope.

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