by: Florence Von Wien
- OU suck in my beauty, like a ravished
- You trickling blood of fresh, warm meat.
- You breathe in the fragrance of my leprous-white skin,
- Till, sated with the fullness of your realization,
- You loll in my arms--nauseated with over-feasting.
POEMS BY FLORENCE VON WIEN
"Sensuality" is reprinted
from Poetica Erotica. Ed. T.R. Smith. New York: Crown