Analysis of Trojan love

Back then I let you caress
the strings of my heart,
your birdsongs play gentle
on the ears of Apollo.

You found the half of myself,
amongst the ocean within
Poseidons caverns,
now I feel the fireflies fluorescence
burn the depths of my centre.

As cold as I act, you break
the ice, letting the winter pass.
Glazed under the burden
of your fathers and followers
your sun melted through,
illuminating death valley
and all it’s foreign souls.

I watch the shores again, the beaches where you braid my hair.  
I still see your face, cast in the
shadow of Artemis and her
pale moonlight, if only your heels
could walk the sand again.