Why do you stay away
Paris–
are not my wounds
–deep enough
my love
–pure enough
my devotion
–plain enough?
Long are my years in exile
heavy my heart from waiting
pleasant the poison from
golden bracelet
promising silent succor,
Agamemnon plotted then
but who plots now?
empty horses…
for she is beautiful, Paris,
she is.
but I would make you
~immortal~
~K Robiscoe~
April 29, 2014 






oh wow . I really liked this one 🙂
thank U, Tina. U encourage me!! 🙂
Love this one.
I adored the story of this epic love: Helen & Paris–and I am not at all surprised it resonates with you! Lucy…;)