from a river of sanctity she quenched thyn thrust
of a chalice of triumph, hire breath perfumed
a delightful savor; a generous pungent
like the aroma of hire soul
dulled with the sumptuousness of light
a sensuous soul
like a Persian gem she was
articulated to tender a royal marrow
hire lips velvety with a caress I desire
a depiction of fullness
“drink ye ripened trounce of change,
thyn pursuance has compelled”
hire nature majestic
unshackling my restraints
like a bird she sent me free
-“She Altered”