All who fell for her knew
They were entering upon
an inferno from which
There was no escape until
they be relieved of their souls
all who fell for her knew
there was no going back that this
was a once was once only
before they be engulfed
by the clouds and miseries
that hung and clung heavy
and abject about her
for all of which she remained
untouched and pristine
as the day first met her she was not
in the business of laying down her soul
she was not
in the business of engaging
she was only
for all that she was giving
apparently of herself for gobbling
gobbling at the fruit she'd gotten
core pips and all till there was nought
on the plate left to show for it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem