Her clothes gone,
covered in flowers
why ask after
garments and not
what the satyr
will do next?
But I the satyr
and you the Parisian
lady made a nymph,
you wouldn't have to ask
after clothes or what
I would do next -
I would have your legs
up in the air
and all the forest sounding
of your beauty and my beast
with hooves rolling
on crushed flowers.
10.09.2025
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