ruined well

(Some lines are from previous post “she of earth and heaven”)

glistening in these daydreams

of lust and longing

I am ruined well to the

appetite unsatiated

enlarge these visions, she

of earth and heaven

my angel of sorts, I bind your

wings to feast upon flesh

let music yet unwritten swell

amidst these carnal heights

yet - I hallucinate, and a reach

for you glitters in disappearance

(The Birth of Venus, 1866, Gustave Moreau from tumblr)