a study toward sonnet #110 by FisherKingKQJ
My eyes kohl, my nipples, and labia rouge,
My arms and thighs tinted blue. Diaphonous
Silk clothing implies my curvature to louche
Rubes. Like grass under a rock my pubis
Yellow, might or might not rouse with the fizz
Of my total inky cravings, throbbing, dissolute.
Lewd Kressim a banker of Thebes is.
I eschew the idea of standing up to salute
Or engage him, so he obliges, pads the jute
To come forward and proxy stoop the chaise.
An exquisitely painted foot, a cute
Engraved bracelet tinkling, to his gob, I raise.
As I assumed, he was gladdened and moot
To lavish a fervent kiss on my foot.
{3D interactive chorus:}
As I assumed, he was gladdened and moot.
As I assumed, he was gladdened and placed.
As I assumed, he was gladdened and weighted.