There was a time when I was eating raw
peas and beans
crudities nudities of the garden.
or fungi or carrots.
You too, I could devour you raw
but I prefer to cook you naked at low heat.
While I do not warm me
extremely.
You read my wolf eye
and open up yourself at the same time.
In fact, I am a victim
uncooperative nor ambitious but gastronomious
of your mad and absolute love.
You devour me raw,
I take you to the letter
and give me blue cooked.
(Has been published in the States: (http://www.poetryrepairs.com/v16/136.html)