Succulent Affair Dark, his skin beckons Me to taste and slice the meat Off, enriched with goodness Only the heart can savour Though through the tongue Its bitter-sweetness reigns Alike a king Sweet, pungent and killing Acidic, the flowing juice, a Reminiscent of past joys Sweet renderings, tis sweet as honey This love I miss amidst tasting pleasures, none have I miss amidst displeasures the groins of nature plucked like raisins sweet ready to be squashed and trampled like bodies intertwine How beauty colours the brazen Jars in winter pure, hardened Embracing juice in dark cellars A succulent affair That drenches the body warm to Silent madness of twirls, spirals And dances… meshed between Blood and soul
