Its 2 a.m. and civilisation is asleep,
Yet, in a quiet room there is a girl who is about to take a leap,
From being an ordinary girl to something mere mortals would call a goddess,
But I have seen her, and I know she is a temptress of Gods.
Zeus would fall on his knees to just kiss her hands,
He would stop the flow of tide and the sands,
To have the moment for himself,
But he had to let go, and now his name is a myth itself.
Aries would have waged wars against all mankind,
But her smile rendered him blind,
With an immortal life,
He mourns not being able to make her his wife.
Athena would have been jealous of her beauty and sent evil to her side,
But thwarted they were, Due to her innate goodness inside.
Pain would have been Athena's companion,
Her chasm of grief as deep as a canyon.
Against a small lamp she stood,
A angelic smile on her lips that few understood,
Wearing a simple white dress she exuded happiness,
Her aura, ageless.
Her delicate shoulders would have been enough to render half Gods clueless,
Even the mighty Hercules would have turned powerless,
The enchantment of her smile would have made mere mortals become spellbound,
and the gaiety of her laughter knew no bounds.
She is just a simple girl,
blessed with somethings that are out of this world,
Beautiful inside and out,
but beware, with her never mess about.
She can be gentle as a summer breeze,
Dangerous when she is at unease,
Loving and warm when she likes you,
But Gods and mere mortals never stand a chance, when her mood turns blue.
She is .. the Helen of Troy
