Sleep Sheets Bed Sex Feet Erotism In Love Toes

Once bitten, once cried, the heart braved
As she watches from a lonely window pane
Half-chicken crossed, to arms of the depraved 
As virtue stood corroded on beautiful lovers’ lane

Love, a foolish art, or a folly-first science
Of what it is to blossom the courage bloom
A bittersweet spell inside her freed conscience
A woman moans, inside a secluded room

In the twilight between righteous and wrong
She lets him through the holey nut
In that moment all came ashore, in an oar’s prong
Moored was her heart, to love in glut

And so, a princess became Venus too soon,
Corset saw ground, flesh flew over the moon.

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