You are sat at the top of the highest of mountains and I am using every last ounce of my upper body strength to try to reach I am frail, bruised, and sore. My hands are covered in blisters and cuts, and the effects of frostbite are kicking in Won't you come down and join me
Aphrodite, the Goddess, descend from Olympus I am a mere mortal, crippled by need for you
May the Heavens give me strength You will not become just another regret
I will paint you a picture worth one thousand words and you will be left speechless