The Goddess of Love speaks...
...about herself, of course!

Imagine a tall, flaxen haired beauty with aquamarine eyes which sparkle emerald when she's pleased with her lover. Picture her seductively sprawled out on a luscious, heart-shaped velvet bed in the heart of a Paris boudour, sipping champagne from a long-stemmed glass. A wry, knowing grin plays on her soft, cherry red lips as she efficiently types a description of herself while handsome eunuchs fawn her on all sides with palm leaves.

That's not me.



Christmas of 2006

The Goddess is back lovelies.

Now, 27---I have finally found a man to share my restless nights. The days and nights are nolonger filled with sugerplumbs and fairy tales. My life of hyper bliss has turned into one of order and one of long nights waiting for him to get off work.

Do not worry my lovelies soon I too will be working. My powers will be calmed for a only a year to read to the younger generation of mortals. It will give me purpose on Earth to once again entertain children.

One day,your goddess hopes to have a child of her own. However, contray to popular belief, I am not naming any child Cupid.
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