"Juice Of Care" by Steven Ilchev (1994)

JUICE OF CARE
{STEVEN ILCHEV, 1994}

Sleek is the skin I crawl upon
Beneath the reading of a moonful
Of wisdom

To the endearment of blood-lusty vultures
Juice toddles on the brow of squeez’d love
Love that manifests itself in juice of care

Her skin is tenderly almighty
And I feel strongly weak in juicy
Spicy adoration

Injected with the lemon flavour of her
Golden skin I let a dizzy heartquake bash
My brains

It’s heady – a demolition like an alcoholic
Festival but there’s no violent element in it
All

Just a maiden with a pink rose and a boor
With a juice of care yearning for the
Harvest’s hush and the song of the sunrays
And gathering clouds.