Plouton’s realm is guarded, as is his heart. A perished land, the unseen one presides Goddess of Spring offers her loving warmth Hark thee, King, she sings, your dread Queen has arrived! I, Persephone, will be yours — ichor and soul, flesh and bones. My undying devotion, I hope to depart with one hundred roses. I offer companionship for the rest of our lives. To Hades, King of the Underworld, I offer myself as your bride. ---- Lore Olympus (the art used) belongs to Rachel Smythe.
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Rachel's Floetry 