Dear Aphrodite

Symptoms of modern love
Unfolds each hazy night
And Bowie's thoughts are no longer potent
But that's alright

If shame is an artifact
And chastity a plague
Let's pretend there are no limits to desire
And toe the line

Dear Aphrodite
Touching you just makes the time pass
Dear Aphrodite
Touching you just makes the time pass
(Love is entropy)

Young blood and ancient bonds
Are quite soon ripe to reap
Through revealing revolutions our millennium
Seem so bleak

A process in the weather of the heart
Speeds up the time
Let's try consolation, then some isolation
Who is next?

Dear Aphrodite
Touching you just makes the time pass
Dear Aphrodite
Touching you just makes the time pass
(Love is entropy)

Dear Aphrodite
Touching you just makes the time pass
(Love is entropy)
Dear Aphrodite
Touching you just makes the time pass
(Love is entropy)