Zeus's Seduction of Danae

Dreamy face

 head of golden 

strawberries

locked away 

in a tower of 

mossy mortar 

and stone

from a father, 

a king wretched, 

yet afraid to kill.

Skin paled as 

rotting flesh

but eyes blue like fire 

as dawn's revealed.

Flames burning 

surrounded by 

walls of ice.

You spend the day 

peering out 

of the small portal

trying to catch 

a handful of sunlight 

to take with you 

as you sleep.

And recite the love 

songs of distant birds

taking roost in the 

Norfolk pine.

Danae, 

tonight as you dream 

of rainbows and clover,

I shall come to you, 

In a shower of gold.

Do not fear, 

for I alone 

have heard your plea,

and I shall impregnate you 

with hope and a new song

a thousand legions 

cannot destroy.

December 06, 2014