Poetry Writings Artwork and stories from Neil Furby

  A Casket of Pearls
Evening toilet newly done, 
She applies softly a bit of dark rouge to her lips, 
Revealing slightly her lilac tongue. 
A melody of clear song 
Temporarily induces the cherry lips to part. 


Her silken sleeves are stained
with the scarlet dregs 
Of fragrant wine, which tints the deep goblet.
Leaning aslant on the embroidered bed,
her chars indescribable,
She chews until pulpy the red flossy silk
And laughingly spits it out at her lover.