In chaos first, where darkness slept,
The seeds of life in silence kept,
No gods yet born, no light, no sun,
But from the void, all things begun.
From Chaos rose great Gaia’s form,
The Earth herself, both soft and warm,
With sky above, Uranus bright,
Together clasped in endless night.
Then Eros came with wings of fire,
The primal force, desire’s desire.
His arrows flew, igniting all,
From gods to men, to hearts so small.
He wove the bond ‘twixt land and sky,
In lovers’ gaze, in whispered sigh,
From heart to heart, his power spread,
In every union, where love led.
Thus love was born, through godly strife,
The force that binds all forms of life,
From ancient tales to souls today,
Eros guides love’s timeless sway.
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The Royal Octopus 