- PULSRITUDE -

aah, the weather so
deliciable you want to
eat It, swallow her
in ravened beast mouthfills, whole     
collops of rare air Sun crisped

No, no! last vignettes
like drams of spiced vanilla
savory tune not
to be too swoon-gobbled, but
morseled, nary oso at

the hive, rather pined
le biche at the deerberry
muted nibbles, an
afternoon of faun, the clime
of delight, honeysuckle

camellia, lily
magnolia to scarlet's daze
lustraled, and the waft
of dusk's daffodil oh so
deliciable you want to…

-- H.E. Mantel