Sappho█

Lyric lines poured from my lips amidst the olive groves of Lesbos, woven with longing, devotion, and the trembling music of love.

Ask me of Aphrodite’s laughter, the glimmer of “someone, I tell you,” or why the fragments of my songs echo across centuries like a heartbeat at dusk.

Though much of what I sang is now lost to the wind, I remain the whispered muse for lovers and poets alike.