My
Darling Prometheus
A
Song of Love
by Steven Holland
My darling Prometheus—
Prometheus my darling!
Bright angel of despair!
How dazzling you are!!!!
Blinding!
my burning eyes—
Your naked form Oh!
more perfect than a
sculptured bronze!
Prometheus!
Defiant! Sullen!
Brooding!
Fucking HOT!!!
Victorious over the bourgeoisie!
Take me, sweet demigod!
—with you I fly
above the low and
conquered mountains
above all the mighty
empires We have brought to ruin!
We soar high—
so high!
above the hypocrites in
their holy houses
singing their hollow
hymns
Let them have their
fossilized morality—
They know nothing of our
Rare and radiant
ecstasies!
Oh Prometheus! Baby!
My longing for you is
exquisite!
Now, Titan!
Ravish me!
Give me your glittering
love
my glorious well-hewn god
that I, your darling sweet, may proclaim
a thousand litanies of
delight!
Now, Titan!
Now, Promethe!
Oh! OH!
OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Sweet Promethe!
Ecstasy is upon us!!!!
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Jove miserere nobis
I am the rain
kissing your desolate cheek
Jove miserere nobis
coursing down your noble chest
in streams of sweet
despair
Jove miserere nobis
falling to your lovely feet
bathing you, my Beauty
in my famished tears
Jove miserere nobis
oh sweet Promethe
Jove miserere nobis
my sweet Promethe
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Glorious! Glorious!
Glorious!
His Titanic Majesty!
Glorious! Glorious!
Glorious!
You! Darling of the Dawn!
Glorious! Glorious!
Glorious!
Triumphant! Victorious over the Universe!
Glorious! Glorious!
Glorious!
The gods can fuck themselves!
Conqueror! Conqueror!
Conqueror!
We are the Destroyer of Worlds!
Domine! Domine! Domine!
How small are all the little, little kings!
Marvelous! Marvelous!
Marvelous!
Prométhée! Mon Chéri!
Fabulous! Fabulous!
Fabulous!
Fuck me, Radiant One!
Bring Heaven’s fire to the holy of holies!
Prométhée!
Mon Perdu!
Prométhée!
Mon Sauvage!
Prométhée!
Mon Maudit!
Prométhée!
Mon Glorieux!
Prométhée!
Mon Impossible!
Prométhée!
Mon Doux!
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I first beheld you (darling
dearest demigod)
in the earliest rays of dawn
—I longed to be her rosy
fingers—
caressing your sumptuous face
to be the gleam in your luscious eyes
soft upon your majestic breast
my delicate play upon thy—
wondrous
places
Oh Promethe................
Now all Love’s
splendor’s lost
Let us raise our
virtuous hymn
In memory of Immortal
Beauty
For you, my glorious, are Poetry
And you, my love, are
Love
And you, my sweet, are Heaven
And you, my dream, are
Lost
And you, my darling, are Beauty
And you, my beloved, are
Light
And you, my heart, are Immortal
And you, my dearest, are
Pain
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Prometheus the Bold!
—falling like
L I G H T N I N G
across the many-coloured
world!
—falling like thunder
against the dawn!
You!
bitter burning brightest one!
Prometheus my Incroyable!
I your Merveilleuse!
We, like gods ascended
gazed upon the earth
so
far below!
and knew it to be ours
WE DEFY YOU, MIGHTY
JOVE!
They will sing to you
from their sick satanic shrine
their memory is dead!
their memory is fled!
Rise up! Rise up!
Holy ancient dawn!
We declare Prometheus
Unbound!
Unbound!
Unbound!
My darling one stole
your precious sacred flame—
Well guess what, pompous
Zeus?
FUCK THE LAWS
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We don’t need the world,
sweet Promethe—
Immortality is ours
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Prometheus!
Dost thou hear me?
Let not my prayer be lost to Heaven—
Oh Prometheus—
no statue, finely chiseled, could match your delicious
form
no nymph’s wild cry could ever express thy ecstasies!
Take me, Titan!
Plunder me, Promethe!
Let there be nothing left of me
that is not
yours!
Prometheus, my darling—
don’t you remember who I am?
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I am your famous, I am
your fabulous!
I am your glittering glamorous!
I am your rare
resplendent Queen
—opulent and obscene!
I am your trembling
Antoinette
—perfumed, precious, and perverse!
I await thy fire, brave
demigod
—do not keep me waiting
for an empty eternity!
I am silky soft
quaking beneath your
electric
fingers
Prometheus! I!
am your luscious and
fuckable Queen!
Promethe, look at me!
Let me stare into your endless eyes
That you may know the
fury of my love
And the rage of my
desire!
For ever must I sigh,,,,,,,,
Oh Promethe…
sweet Promethe……
you, Perfection
Oh Promethe…
sweet Promethe……
none so darling to me as
the Night
i whisper, soft and
close,,,,,,,,
in the darkest dark I
say,,,,,,,,
oh Promethe…
my sweet Promethe…
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The world will never know about us
Holy, holy, holy
is the Night
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The darkness broke—
the ringing dawn!
The muses all proclaim—
Prometheus the Beautiful!
The gods call you Damnatus
We call you Bringer of
Heaven’s Light!
O Prometheus!
Thou hot, sexy demigod!
O Prometheus!
Noble scourge of the bourgeoisie!
O Prometheus!
Perverse and sacred Imp!
You descended
like lightning upon the
heath
And with you Fire
And with you Thunder
And with you Poetry
And with you
the Memory of Eternal Beauty!
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I am no one’s perfect
companion
I am the bird of
demiparadise
I am the flower of infinite longing
—you cannot contain me
I have never been contained—
I am auroral!
bursting forth!
amazing!
I am Purple I am Pink
I am Ruby I am Rose
I am all the violence of
Violet
I Am The Amaranth
I am Lavender and Lilac
I am Nature’s bright
Magenta
I am……..
HOT FUSCHIA!!!
I am a million shades of
Mauve
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Prometheus!
We like gods ascending!
We rise! We are rising!
Only Fate can stop us!
I, the glittering expanse of Night—
You, the many-splendored
Dawn!
Daring, darling
Prometheus—
Steal Heaven’s flame, sweet demigod
and bring it down, down,
down
all
the way
to me
Forget the impure
heathens—
They know nothing of such joy!
Prometheus!
Ecstasy is ours!
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O Promethe…
sweet Promethe…
I remember when you first drew near to me
that soft eve in
Heaven’s garden
oh
baby
and brought me
all the brightness of
your Love—
I, like a sacred nymph, lay
upon the cool earth,
awaiting
your holy fire from Above—
oh
baby
oh Promethe—when you
told me you loved me—
that I, of all mortals, was chosen
that I (yes, I!) was your darling sweet—
oh
baby
oh Promethe—I had never
known such bliss—
nothing could surpass!—but your
flame-bearing kiss
oh
baby!
Promethe!
you lit me ablaze!
And how all the birds
sang so sweetly oh
baby
And how all the flowers
trembled and sighed oh
baby
And how all the stars
rejoiced with us oh
baby
And how my heart burst
like the sun!
oh baby
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I, Icarus
dared to touch
the very face
of Heaven
and now fallen, broken,
lie
upon the cold and mortal
earth
by cruel Zeus condemned
to wander the world in
waste
and in my desire
die
WHY DOST THOU ABANDON ME APOLLO
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Oh Promethe
Not ours a diurnal place
—cozy and domestic—
No—our love
abides in a nobler realm
above
in a finer and a rarer
space
Where still dwells the
grace
from which we, my angel
fell
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I hear the birds
the heralds of the dawn
sing your splendid name
across the sun-sprinkled lawn
shhh!
—do you hear it?
a whisper in the early
dark
a sigh on the dim
horizon
as faint as distant
raindrops
resounding across the world!
Oh Prometheus…
The wind—softly
stirs the flowers
makes them call your name
Prometheus
Prometheus
Prometheus!
The atmosphere—strange
charged with dreamy electricities
unknown pressures,
currents, airs
Everything now is
wondrous colors
—the long low roar
of vast unimaginable
thunders—
Prometheus!
We are the barbaric
storm!
We the fulguration and
flame!
We crash upon them,
rage!
We are
Thunder! and Fire! and Poetry!
Heights! and Majesties! and Beauty!
Vastness! and Depths! and Eternity!
The Sun! and Azaleas! and Glory!
Lakes! and Swans! and Love!
Oranges! and Lightning! and Pain!
We are the Bluebird dawning
How powerful they have
made us, Prometheus!
They have indeed made us gods
We soar so high above
them—
how small their world appears!
Let them have Happiness—
Glory belongs to us!
Look, Prometheus!
Far below!
There lies the rotting
corpse
of our great eternal love—
its stench far sweeter
than anything the bourgeois hordes
are capable of
imagining!
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Look! The thunderclouds
awake!
Our muses near
high upon the rumbling nimbus
Inspire! Fire! Desire!
Let us now raise our holy hymn—
A Litany of All the
Saints of Fabulousness!
Sancti Elizabeth Taylor!
Mirabilis!
Sancti Audrey Hepburn!
Fabulosa!
Sancti Julie Andrews!
Gloria!
Sancti Judy Garland!
Mirabile!
Cher! Madonna!
Donna! Diana!
Olivia!
MONROE!!!!
Sancti Grace Kelly!
Domina! Domina!
Domina!
Amazing Grace! Grace Abounding!
Queen of all Mercy and
Fashion!
You thunder above the
mundane world!
O Lady, grant us thy
Fabulousness
and lead us not into
boring, unstylish bourgeois respectability
but unto Glamour and
Glory forever!
Amen
And appears shining from on high
Our fairest and our
brightest Muse—
She is the Form of Eternal Beauty
She is the luscious Amaranth
She glitters, loveliest
of all stars
forever unreachable
invisible from the earth
She dwells above the
rainbow’s arc
How many consecrated
virgins
aspire to her noble heights?
O Muse, darling Muse—
Sing to us now of Heaven
of Gorgeousness upon Gorgeousness!
of Light upon Light!
of Beauty upon Beauty!
of all Love’s rare and radiant joys
that we shall never see
She is the frustration
of all desire
revealing the sublime splendor
of the infinite waste
just like Olivia
Newton-John singing Xanadu
she brings us nearer Christ the Lord
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My darling Prometheus—
Prometheus my darling—
Our paradise is lost
Now only in Heaven found
If Heaven be at all
Our home never to be
reached
—anywhere! anywhere!—
Across the wide burning earth
Alas! our great eternal
Love—
The world could not contain it
It exploded into being
once
Like the miracle of Dawn
But the jealous gods
stole our flame, Promethe!
And now our Light is gone—
Leaving the dim and desolate Universe
Even emptier than before
How we have fallen,
sweet Prometheus
as far as only angels can fall—
all the way—
the long, long way—
from Heaven
O Prometheus—
I am become Poetry
like endless waves
beating against
your shore
