In the eye of the beholder

23 Nov

Until you became a woman, only
Baglione knew a girl with legs like yours.
He gave them to the angel of Sacred Love.

At the end of my bed you raise your foot
to buckle your sandal, and become a siren
of profane love as the hem slips up your thigh.

Groaning, I beg you to come back to bed.
You coquette out of the room, leaving me
to contemplate the nature of love and lust.


Posted by on 23 November, 2010 in Uncategorized


2 responses to “In the eye of the beholder

  1. Trudie Murrell

    24 November, 2010 at 8:38 am

    Happy spouse. 🙂

    • JohnW

      28 November, 2010 at 5:22 pm



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