Meme

She needs no words in the eyes of pure DIVINITY.

Oh, how does the Goddess look upon the frame of 
Aphrodite as she stands before her with eyes that
burn and a jaw that tightens. A solid contour of
perfection, molded by corruption’s hand, only
to be sanctified in the aura of purity that The Illusive
Woman offers with such a giving hand. 

And here Miranda’s grip wavers with the brush
of lips against her knuckles. Buckled knees and
a silent gasp from her lips as collapses onto her lap

                                             How helplessly devoted.

Her only only words are that of adoration, such empty
doting that The Illusive Woman silences with a finger
to those lips of hers. Her reply is bold, demanding.
Only meant to encourage.

                                                “Show me.”

Show she does. With kisses against her neck,
fingers that tangle in faded locks of silver that
Miranda knew had been blonde, once upon
a time.

She wears grey so well.

Nary do the words of love ever escape their
lips. How foolish would they be should they
need to utter their words of servitude to one
another       -

Where Aphrodite binds herself to HADES’ CHAIN.

Like the proper DOG she is.