rabbits among cornstalks
extravagant!
black eyed susans, tiger lilies, opulent vulvae
ope to my quivering touch
for I am king of the garden
of fleshly delights
in your dreams
obstreperous strumpet, yo!
all the satiny petals of
His Majesty's garden flutter
and tremulously unfold before me
for my delectation
you wish
slattern!
there shall come a moment
when your oer-stretched desires
mount up in quavering waves of longing, in short
you will beg for it
big talker
you know you really want it
you know you really want it
you know you really want it
bad


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