A poem about a very young German girl, experiencing changes in the age of development.

Oh Fraska, from rural land near valley
of the Rhine ye be where
thine birth came but six minus
the score years ago

Fraska, youth be in thine body
of female emergent
as by domination of temperament
mounds on ye torso
rupture in shape of bells
to loudly resonate female glory
in eyes of all that be of appreciation

Locks a bullion straw grow
repudiating nest of thine sexuality
sacred guardian of entrance to
fertility in thine womb

Fraska, country lass of nature
as beauty like maidens of Rhine
so long ago and myth
be ye in thine radiance of energy
transporting through trees and hills
covered of soft ground under bare feet
whilst tresses of gold descend upon
ye who be nude as if robe of angels

Fraska, so much to discover
of world around thou explores
about yet novelty be
above else in ye imagination
strokes upon thine
moist precious of roses
in fantasy of night as
animal growl leave ye
oh, in desperate delight

Fraska, bold with youth be ye
in recklessness of age though
fear ye storms of thine sexuality’s
creation in those of converse gender
for it be averse to ye so tender

Fraska, be it rage in root of male
or effects on thee but dread be thine
to cherish whilst ye wards off
lust of thee for what at last awaits
ye garden of femininity

Fraska, oh beauty of black forest
yet thine years serve thee
for in there lack
time thou has for all

My name is Gianni Truvianni, I am an author who writes with the simple aim of sharing his ideas, thoughts and so much more of what I am with those who are interested in perhaps reading something new. I also am the author of the book entitled “New York’s Opera Society” which is now available on Amazon.

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