portal pearly glow
leaps like a lighthouse
hermit whose season
of chastity brings
relief from reliance
on fantasies featuring
purple skirts pleated
and plaid with black checks,
brought to earth solely
for testing wills claiming steel
ancestry but could never plan
on something soft as a scent
of satin dampness
to melt such a stout
core; but all fail this
Timmy the Scribbler 