Eros has blessed us and made us one.
You are Helios and I, Selene,
together we complete each other.
Morpheus controls our conduit
each rapid and surf we confront
But Tyche be with us, she be for us.
Flowers may whither in the scorching sun
the moon may not render the darkness,
but our affection shall never pass away.
For love was born to never die, subsisting
only by we who drink from its goblet.
We’re drunk with devotion, but not tainted.
Hekate will entertain us with lost magic
streams of golden sunshine from his palms
and rays of moonlight from his feet.
Tenderly borrowing each of our abilities
and uniting them, so that our radiance
will soar through the realm of the gods.
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