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Click hereOne night upon your couch, upon my lap
You shyly set your feet
My mind afar, my hands unbid, rose swift
Their shapely warmth to meet
With subtle thrusts each bold and blooded pulse
Into my heart they pressed
Each pliant sole a sage and trusty steward
In duty charged to bear the best
Tonight they lowly lie all painted pink and meek
Knowing time’s a wider world they rule
Gentle raise, stroke soft his cheek
With touch and scent enslave this yearning fool
Much ado is made, of how live we and breathe
Holy men our lives unleaven
I will dance below though hell boil and seethe
Long’s the leg, a highway to heaven
For you the one will always be endowed
With what would stir to flame the dust
No passion small resides herein
What life there is, I’ll live and die in lust.