Whispers and cooing,
murmurs of would-be lovers
chaste and yet sublime.
The promise of bliss…
A sweet damsel’s flirtations…
Her suitor’s on fire.
Her deft endearments:
the seductive dulcet charms
of Grecian sirens.
The Circian smile…
The legs, a highway to heaven.
A glimpse of bare breast!
What hope does one have?
A mere male, enamored, blessed,
content and hog-tied?
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