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