My Voluptuous Venus

(I don't know what led me to write this. I wrote it instead of paying attention during Calculus, hence the terrible rhymes and sentence structure. I would love it if you could let me know what you think and how I might be able to improve it.)


My voluptuous Venus
Of soft flesh
And rosy cheek
It is I, the man you seek.

Armed in love
Armed with spear
There is naught
Ma belle should fear.

Rapturous glances
Luscious lips
Perfect as
Rose-bud tips.

Bestow upon me
Oh divine being
The gift of your love
Of amorous feeling.

I am yours, my Venus
If you will have me
Though I know
Your lover is all
I can aspire to be.