Venus: Love

Venus: Love The abuse that was and is and is not: God's dream could not be clear without the absence of pain: I looked at old and the beauty of life as came from you! Women helped women and were good to their children. I saw how you rested while men struggled and endured their pain. And yet you ate grapes and laid down and enjoyed the green leaves and orange trees. That is the natural space of me. The gift you gave me is me to me. I can eat oranges as I did not envy your comfort or sleep. I braved border like you. Others must do the same if they seek to love and rest like me. Like me. Like you. Like me. Tis heavenly courtesy only a Goddess like you could teach a man like me. Dreams of rest and heaven as a man born from a woman like a man as a woman as a man. If that seems confusing, then focus on restful Venus. She'll teach you if you like to be taught. Just as she taught me. In all rest there is beauty. Venus is my goddess and a friend and a sense lover rest like a non pully and sleep. Sleep is how to live like Venus. A more beautiful dream could not be asked for.  For this I know and this be true Cane and Abel didn't fight for favor they fought to be you.