At Sea
It is wintry weather, but softly-weeping Love drags me from the feast and carries me to you, Myiscus.
Fierce desire is the raging wind—receive me into port, a sailor on the sea of Aphrodite!
Fierce desire is the raging wind—receive me into port, a sailor on the sea of Aphrodite!
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