An exceptional accident
I fell upon knees
The ephemeral perfume
Bleeds to my nose
With eyes raise, I do declare
The sweetest beast has arose

Tattered skirt clinging
Strangling thigh downward
Purring upon her ankles
Mosaic flowers did do greet
I stare with blindness, I see
With her there is no retreat

Lifting hands and feeling silk
Beauty of her skin so deep
Deft hand brings me from my knee
To an aching ravens smile
I cannot lie, it quilts the mind
That she does take me out of bile