Your flesh is freshened up.
I don’t drink where has turned off
the thirst of hundred.
The firstling flatters me,
the remnant torments.
But I still taste your heart,
Advising against the indigestible meal
While I end it to the other mouths.
Very nice imagery
Ciao Twiggy, thank you!!! Hope you will like all my other poems!
Ciao from Italy!