I Love Writing and Reading Poetry
SHE is a balm for aching breast,
Ready-eyed and deadly-dressed,
With lust for silent night obsessed.
SHE is of hunters known as best,
With war-paint worn upon Her chest;
Weary SHE, my honored guest.
SHE knows I crave what SHE suggests,
And make true whatever SHE requests;
Anything to please my Guest.
Ready-eyed and deadly-dressed,
With lust for silent night obsessed.
SHE is of hunters known as best,
With war-paint worn upon Her chest;
Weary SHE, my honored guest.
SHE knows I crave what SHE suggests,
And make true whatever SHE requests;
Anything to please my Guest.