The Cauldron: A Pagan Forum

Venus is love I saw her pass Mars up on her way to you and to me
She no longer wants what shes had for the last two hundred centuries
Now that shes found me I no longer want what sent me to the penitentary
I know her love is the only thing that can ever truly set me free
her fragrance is the air I breathe its not salty and breezy like the wind on the sea
its more beautiful and shiney like the golden stones that paves the way to our solar home
we once gave the design to rome before the Liars and the killers stole our throne
for many moons they told us we didnt belong and burned all those who stood up and said they were wrong
but now were back and I like singing songs and getting along I wish I had one of them chinese gongs cause Id hit it now that this poems done and gone.