Sonnet VIII:

Adonis

2012, Olan L. Smith

Fair maid of old; your kiss remains in thought

     Another time enfolds us ― heaven’s gloom

Lay bare devotion; Aphrodite brought

     Elation to my heart and hence this brume.

Our moment pivotal where time stood still

     And lay me under sacred blooms complete;

Its dew drops drenched my appetite ― freewill?

     Thus thine appeal; my thirst remains replete.

Am I content? Assuredly my liege,

     And soon this time will pass and I will be

Undoubtedly rejoined, alas; besiege

     My wontedness of past mistakes my fee―

I hunted Artemis’ wild boar against

     Desire and this conclusion recompense.