Let Devil Pick the Carcasses

Lying on a beautiful lawn next to me is Ever eager and ready for anything is a beauty twittering me steadily with charming glances Doodling with my heart are twinkling eyes Every glance at her increased my heart-beats Victory rings bells in my wild animal being I imagine riding a horse in the soothing winds, “Let devil pick the carcasses”, she voiced my heart Pointing at me is the nose of high expectations in the dark forests of restless and delayed action. Caressing fingers explored hills and valleys and kept visiting the savanna and the plateau of my being The equatorial regions got constant rains of her palm Hot Lips parted ready for a protracted warfare Ears curious to hear good news to enjoy rare fruits Cautiously she plots to grab and colonize my country according to the law of sensual pleasure and leisure Rich in smile she tells me in unsettling whisper; “Come close, you like it or not tonight heaven and earth will descent upon two of us tonight. Sermon the lonely cloud to report the battle Screen the scene and send to our Master above. Every carcass that will be in the scene of criminal joy, Satan must carry away as exhibit to court of sorrows”.