I can contain the secret no longer.
O - I'll not come outright & confess...at first.
That would be too easy & I want to get good looks at their faces---
Yes, I've done it...
I've synthesized a woman from pure plant matter,
skin so flesh-like, warm,
bulbous, supple, leafy & green---
She will wither surely,
in which case she'll require pollination---
& for this reason as well I have given her
instead of a pliant succulent ******, a swarming bees nest:
so that any man foolish enough
to try to have his w/ her
will be stung a thousand times over, nourishing her roots---
But tonight, she is mine alone
to pluck her ****** apples,
each one w/ a ****-like taste of its own---