Held celebrations, invited
him
to join,
Published their names in alphabetical lists,
Danced round the bonfire of his burning sex.
The Observer smiling landed from his yacht,
Notebook in hand, rubbed noses with the chief.
"The native girl's magnificent physique
Makes her insatiable
in
love" he wrote.
The surf ran moaning on the jagged reef;
His camera gave the customary click.
Grasping a bright bough from the sacred wood,
The Lover explored her dark and tender dream.
Among the ghosts he breathed her words for breath,
And in his veins the words became
his
blood,
Till his heart, leaping in ecstasy from her stream
Died on the bank, thrashing in silver death.
