Yes, wide-eyed innocence was her intent:
\nlike Salome, she had her own agenda;
\nyoung, sure: her smile, even her teeth were tender,
\nand waving hips her winning argument.<\/p>\n
In loving her was danger seldom seen:
\nHer kisses so inflamed my ardent sex
\nThat muscular control and pure reflex
\nMight crush her like an egg in ways obscene.<\/p>\n
Yet now her gentle fingers soothe my brow
\nAnd even gentler still, she’ll bathe my head
\nWith ungents sweet and cooling, balms of ice
\nand sharpened blades like feathers smooth entice
\nand tempt me with such sweetness into bed
\nthat I shall sleep for shearing even now.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Yes, wide-eyed innocence was her intent: like Salome, she had her own agenda; young, sure: her smile, even her teeth were tender, and waving hips her winning argument. In loving her was danger seldom seen: Her kisses so inflamed my … Continue reading