Alone...

...the ownlee chyld Leo cryz out in t' nyte
looking fer her Lover t' make it all, alryte
if nuthin else, just sumone t' hold her tyte
lashes out with confusion spat frum her tung
trigger unknown, nevertheless, flood haz sprung

If this...

...mornin infact is here, why does it feel az yesterday? Could it be landscape?
Same whyte snow blankets to eyez horizon thence seamlessly rizes up as if wut we remembered of a sky had been stolen in the nyte.
Replaced wholly with oblivion. Walk and walk and walk we search for moor.
Moor iz xactlee wut we find. And just a smidge less than day past.

Apple equals Woman...

...suckle the juices, do not break her skin, but get yer teeth, in.
An apple can not be lyke a woman, juice flows not frum apple, until pierced. Woman needs no piercing!
Rub and rub and rub an apple, impelling all yer energy and no juice will ever flow. Intensity of such, thrust upon a woman and one will savor, hourz long.
Aprils Sun throws lacerating rays upon high mountain peaks, heat builds, flooding along gravitational channels.
Different in one way alone. Simplee watch and enjoy glacial flow, no effort required.
Whether warmed by ray or by rub, certin iz this...
...dun thru Natural Love throws no waiver to wunder
...juices of such will lead to her shuttering lyke thunder.