Venus Aphrodite

God planted a garden in her heart And her love was so lush That she freely gave people fruit And flowers Which they ate As often as They breathed air She made souls cry Not out of grief But sheer glory She made people full And feel She was a real realm of love Fluent in it’s language And carried all it’s luggage Easily And Eagerly She made love to everyone encountered Not with sex But because she was sage Some would say she was angelic But it was the angles You could see God in her No matter where you looked And you could feel it in her love