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She was a myth; a legend. A deity once cursed by the Gods to walk amongst the living bearing the burden of agony, her depressing cries were heard by folks in the middle of the night longing for her human lover. The faint sound eerie. Why does loving another person hurt so much? Her ethereal beauty is no match even in poetry it lacks the mystery and elegance as many portrayed. Sadness is palpable in the deity's brilliant pale eyes resembling a pair of moons carved by the hands of the Gods. "I only have one wish, to be by my lover's side"
O beloved
You walk with grace
Plum blossoms blooming
The shrine you build with your gentle hands
O beloved
The graceful movements
Your fingertips reach up to the Heavens
O beloved
The radiant sunlight illuminates on my darling
Grass blades quiver on her naked feet
Oh, I am enchanted by the flutter of the fan and her dainty hands
O beloved
I am forever mesmerized by you
