When he looked at Calypso, while she enticed him, <br />when the fire in her loins folded around him <br />he trusted his own humanity to her, <br />if he denied this he would be lying <br />that she did not block away Penelope <br />when together they called out, while she did cling to him <br />and her eyes were bluer than cobalt, <br />away from her his life was caged <br />but more intense than passionate fires <br />the longing of his wife, child and land <br />burnt in the depths of his heart <br />and for days long and many hours <br />to her shock he stared out over the distant ocean, <br />wishing to sail to his people.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/odysseus-and-calypso/
