The flavour of her

After the rain on the damp with the dew And the scent aromatic like sassafras Where the girl walked bare foot the declivity steep But an effortless jaunt, pinnacle to shallow in obstinate manor. The girl in undress through the plaza she rides Cheers plentiful, suitors in abundance But her eyes fixed hungrily awaiting her nemesis. And all this pluvial, the rain her mentor Her elaborate plan a testament to her powers And as he caressed the flavour of her Again she became holy in his eyes