Alone I scour my city
see women ruin their lives
with natures disposition
succumb to every vice
of me they are not worthy
these harlots and these whores
slaves to desires earthly
their sickness i abhor
I make an ivory statue
fullfill my need within
her curves as smooth as velvet
her flesh like porcelain
i gaze upon my virgin
bask in her purity
she'd move if only not
discouraged by her modesty


the festival of venus
gold cattle laugh and sing
among the burning incense
I make my offering
If you can give all things, god
why must i be alone
I pray my ivory maiden
be wife of flesh and bone


They say the finest craftsmen
conceal art within art
This beauty I have fashioned
Bestills my beating heart


her perfect naked body
lain on my crimson bed
oh can you feel, my love
a silken pillow for her head
bring her the finest presents
once thought only for fools
clothe her in the finest fabrics
decked with the rarest jewels
I beg my ivory maiden
that she return my kiss
I feel her real as though her
skin bruised by my fingerprint
and with my prayers goddess
venus shows her grace
flames leap upon the altar
my bounty they embrace

the festival of venus
gold cattle laugh and sing
among the burning incense
I make my offering
If you can give all things, god
why must i be alone
I pray my ivory maiden
be wife of flesh and bone

the statue lay beside me
my hand upon her breast
under my touch she softens
a pulse comes to her chest
a light awakens in her eyes
a blush upon her face
how i have longed, my mistress
to feel your warm embrace

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