I
Fair Matilda
formed out
of the morning sun
This beauty caused rivalry
between pantheons
and fingers
Her frown is more
beautiful than the smile
of Aphrodite and Venus
II
Is it possible for
a butterfly to ignore
a flowering honeysuckle?
Mustaches from
East, North, West, South
came with their baits…III
Grey hairs
the scholars of life
taught her infant heart wisdom
But
She trod
the dark path;
where her body
put off the wild fire
of lust
burning
between the thighs of –
her multitude lovers
IV
The mouth
still forming inside her
like yolkless egg in an eggshell
was purged away from her womb
Alas!
This was done by a fake stethoscope…
The red thick liquid flowed
ceaselessly
till it formed a pool…
So she dimmed
at her peak
when her youthhood was ripe
resting her head
in the womb
of the earth
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