your voice so husky
flesh emeshed. how much higher?
the husk gamely grins
baffled lopsided pleasure
the fire of joan of arc. fruit unbidden
did you come too cruel, too bright
-was it right to bite?
white godiva she unpeels. white scoops of flesh
with a clip-clop sound
freshly fleshly freedom found
while satyrs abound
outrage of nymph and satyr. symposium
chasing nymphs around
saw myself in milkness drowned
-now coconut crowned