In the soft whisper of the morning breeze,
Aphrodite stirs from her ocean bed,
Golden rays dance upon the azure seas,
Her presence felt, though no word is said.

Her eyes, mirrors of endless skies,
Hold secrets of love’s eternal flame,
With each gaze, new passions arise,
In her embrace, none remain the same.

Roses bloom at her gentle touch,
Petals fall like whispers of dreams,
In her realm, love is never too much,
Flowing like rivers, in endless streams.

Upon the shores where her footsteps glide,
Waves sing songs of longing and grace,
Aphrodite, where hearts confide,
In your light, all find their place.