Comparable to the Gods

Comparable to the Gods

By Quinn Delaney

The only man who could ever love me 

is Cupid, after an eternity 

of boundless refusals 

the one woman who would truly love me;

Respectfully, it is Aphrodite 

Herself, out of pity. 

But I am undeserving 

of such an introduction. 

The only one who should call me their love is love,

and love is blind to me.

But I play no games, I will tell them all 

your secrets; they will know what breaks love's heart,

they'll love you as I do. 

To speak sincerely of love is to heave 

the lifeless bodies of each deity 

from the fresh carnage of antecedents; 

I have fallen for love.

But I am undeserving 

of such an introduction.