Follow the sun

Here in this moment crowned,

bejewelled,

larded with gold and beset with diamonds;

Encumbered, engorged, and bloated it is.

A sigh, 

A whisper,

A retreat. 

To return again. And seek the milk of the teat. A fool

To be so besought by the cornocupia of the land. To rise and feast and slumber. 

That witch. 

I envy her.