a study toward sonnet #1,077 by FisherKingKQJ
As you lay part across me, you fed me
From your own warm lips pardulas of cheese
Infused with vanilla and saffron tease,
I gently pulled across my hips your knee.
From Castello Della's we wouldn't flee-
Above fruit orchards, vineyards, sloping leas;
On ramparts at dusk we embraced at ease,
Saw our bikes chained against a wild fig tree.
I told you of that disastrous quickie-
He jerked at my braids and just wouldn't stop,
I'd brought upon myself something tricky,
From memory it would not wholly crop.
O Paolo, you made love to get me past
What I was past, sweetly myself recast.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 past
o $10,000,000 beyond
o $10,000,000 over
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