Aphrodite, goddess fair,
Known to lovers everywhere,
See my words and heed my call,
Most gracious goddess, loved by all.

When my beloved and I chat,
Send wicked whispers 'neath his hat-
Of how I look and taste and feel,
Of my softness and my zeal.

Let pulses kick, rekindle flame,
Let our love be what it was again.
When he reads my words, let him see me,
An it harm none
SO MOTE IT BE.