When the morning was still an infant
Licking the dew in the coming off age
The mammaries of ivory elephants
Rode on the meridian of the cottage.
Caught off side in preliminary gates
The Prodigy of heads laid in the pristine
Caveat of affection deflected from fate
Contracted to throbs of effeminate winston

Hallowed dermis of never goddess splashed
Seduction from immaculate celibate rushed
Out of the venom of vermins ransacked
Without love license hidden by the sacked
Catwalking piece of art carved in the heart
Of the monument standing in ray of enthused cart