Bitch's Mind

I breathe you in my mind, your spectrum of scent,
Nosing along the grass, among earthworms and
leaves returning to humus.
Pushing in close to the junction of the fence and ground,
Tasting the minerals as I inhale you, a light on my tongue,
and I scratch the dirt with a paw, pushing away
everything that is not your flesh.
You were here, but gone.
And I breathe you in my mind again, temporarily
calling up the touch of your lips to the pads of my fingers,
spiraling along in a slug trail up the stems and through the thorns.
I don't need to see what I can smell.
Hermes gave me a bitch's mind, cunning and yearning,
And the gods rained gifts upon my head,
Aphrodite charm. Athena dextrous hands.
Lovely in body, lovely in voice,
At Zeus' request,
a curse for fire's theft.

(end with translation of Hesiod's W&D -- a few lines???)