‘Sunflower’ He calls me
and I bloom

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‘Sunflower’ He calls me
and I bloom

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A poem I wrote (my first poem ever lol) about Lord Apollo and Prince Hyacinthos as an offering to Apollo
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The way the warming sunlight shined upon you
Made you look divine, your face, your body, your soul
Our fondness, our harmony, feelings, so true
Our passion, like fire, our love as a whole
I worship you like I should be worshiped
But with our love, we were taking a risk
It could not last forever, that was a fact I knew
That it was over so soon, I didn't have a clue
We weren't alone, you were being watched from above
'Cause the wind always listens, you have to watch out, my love
Our love was a game, a game we both lost
The jealous has won, with your life as a cost
The wind blew you away, now waiting is all you can do
Waiting for eternity, because I can't come with you
I have to stay, grieving your loss, living with regret
When we love, some accept it, someone doesn't
So I planted flowers, I planted a dozen
A flower, as beautiful as you
A flower, purple, as a sign of the love you would give
A flower, that would heavenly bloom
To remember you, my dear, remember you, dear Hyacinth
Praise Lord Apollo☀️🪻
Here's the handwritten version btw!!
Apollo's warmth is caressing our cheeks, as we lay outside on the sunflower fields Drifting into a peaceful dream with a soft sigh, with an ancient lyre playing somewhere nearby