Lucifer is the Prince Lindworm, the fabled White Snake whose flesh, once eaten - gives the language of the birds, his jeweled torso ending in an opalescent serpent tail, peacock winged, from waist up a golden skinned idol with sinner blue eyes.
He has a golden tiered crowned and diamonds and platinum at his throat. From an apple tree, he hangs sensuously, wrapping his rainbow coils and fractal wings around me, smiling in sheer wicked delight.
He plucks a bright red globule and places it between my naked breasts, then dismounts the tree, his coils coming up to my neck as his abdomen guards mine as if I am a sweetmeat delight. There are owls and wolves in the dusk gloaming, and Venus shines bright overhead, herald to the Moon.
