The Giantess (La Geante)

In the days when Nature, in avid largesse
Bore monstrous children in daily routine
I’d like to have lived with a young giantess
Like a sensuous cat at the feet of a queen.

I’d like to have seen her flesh bloom ’round her soul
And freely expand to a dizzying size
And guess if her heart contained dark smold’ring coals
By the humid vapors that swam in her eyes

Inspect in no hurry her beautiful shape
Crawl on the slopes of her mammoth kneescape
And then in the summer, in the poisonous heat of the day

She’d drape body across the terrain
In the shade of her breasts I would lazily lay
Like a quiet hamlet tucked into a mountain chain.

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