I think we've all felt this way about someone at some point in our lives, right? I mean, it's never really how it turns out, once you start to get to know the person they come down off their cloud and you start to see them as a mortal, but those first few moments in time, they were a god.
Here's some more erotic poetry:
“He is more than a hero” by Sappho
He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes–
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you — he
who listens intimately
to the sweet murmur of
your voice, the enticing
laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet
you suddenly, I can’t
speak — my tongue is broken;
a thin flame runs under
my skin; seeing nothing,
hearing only my own ears
drumming, I drip with sweat;
trembling shakes my body
and I turn paler than
dry grass. At such times
death isn’t far from me
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