In Beauty Me Gave Birth

In Beauty Me gave birth and Love was born,

You, Socrates, My big bald baby Boy,

Me, Diotima, My milk flowed that morn,

You sucked, a pulse went through Me, Ah, the Joy.

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In Justice over vengeance Me believed,

Me saved You from the Furies with a tri'al,

Me wonder if My People were deceived,

Or if on Our Love They did qui'etly smile.

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Me walked the streets of Athens to the height,

Reflecting on how You discovered Truth,

Me wondered why You slipped away that night,

Me looked for You in ev'ry market booth.

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O Socrates You hide but You are Mine,

Your Mother-Lover, born profane, Divine.


















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