You're the Atlas Who Holds Up My World

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You're the Atlas who holds up my world,
The Venus that arises from my sea,
The Athena who with wise words
Gives me messages from my own heart.

Your generosity is like a wind
Blowing all my small debris away.
Uncluttered, feeling free, I breathe air
Light with the fragrance of my love for you.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.

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