Helen of Troy 

Spartan Queen

Hair of Spun Gold

I will always love you

Your sensual beauty will never grow old

Skin the colour of warm honey

Soft and velvet touch

I cry for you

Wish I had been able to have given you love

Woman to woman

They say your face launched a Thousand ships

Is that true?

I only know my heart bleeds for you

Queen of Sparta

Three thousand years too late for me to know

From lofty towers of Ilion

You once looked down as Trojans and Greeks

Fought for you

Did you once feel remorse

Wish you had stayed at home and stayed the course

And I would cross Oceans

Like never before

Just to find myself at your bedroom door

Across the wind faced sea

Would you have made love with me?

For in your royal bed we’d be

Did you ever make love with a woman like me?

A woman whose heart you own

I dream of you

All alone in my empty home

And maybe one day when I cross the Styx

The boatman I shall pay

To see you as you in deathly skin

Will you still have fire within?

The fairest of them all

To that day I wash upon your shore

No longer a shadow anymore

Helen of Sparta

Bringer of War

My eternal everlasting love, open your door.

Melissa Kara May 2016