To Sappho
Written By .Mirage. & Nyce
Grandeza Collective
For love I pray the gods would give me peace
From eyes that speak of thrills and things untamed,
More lovely than one ever could conceive,
More wild than the sea with love aflame.
I love thee, but thy love remains not won,
My dear, with endless beauty clothed around.
The chains of silence on thy silver tongue
Must break ere peace for me is finally found.
For ages, man has loved and died unheard,
But I won't be so bound, no, not this fool!
And hesitating, trembling on a word,
Thy lips could not seem sweeter, nor more cruel.
The endless world seems ruthless and unkind,
Without thy tender lips to speak my name.
I sail without a star on seas of time
And pass my days in shadow and in shame.
An ye would by my one, my love, my own,
I'd drag the oceans for a pearl so bright
Though, next to thee, appearing like a stone,
'Twould shame Selene in her nocturnal flight.
Without thy love I fear I cannot live.
I know such sentiment cannot be bought.
Though vain would be the worth, to thee I'd give
The whole world's weight in gold for such a thought.
O dream a dream of flowers and I'll bring
A meadow full of roses to thy side.
And if ye tire of such transient things,
I'll draw thee down the moon abreast the tides.
Thy beauty is the ancient and unknown,
Helena pales before thy hopeful grace.
Persephone's a cold and loveless throne,
To Sappho's pure and violet-framed face
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