Night  Scents (aubade)

The sky is full of stars, and the garden full of scents,
Borders of wallflowers, the sweet pansy complements.
There's been a breeze all day, and slow masses of white cloud
Have sailed across the blue like vessels oh so proud.
Now. all is still and motionless; there is no breath of wind:
As though a quiet and stealthy hand had just been brought to mind
And is laid upon my garden, soothing to hushed silence,
While the dusk is descending with a certain reverence.

He sits on the veranda steps - his placid evening mood
Will suffer fools, not gladly, but quite affably; it's good
To know that, as I stand there, leaning upon the sun-dial,
Waiting for his utterance and that indulgent smile;
He slowly brings his gaze from the stars and down to me
Then he grins and grabs and draws me right across his knee.
Please don't get affectionate," I urged; "it's words I want."
"But I'll stay here if you'll talk." "That's sweet of you dear cunt."

He remonstrated with me and he pulled my panties down;
I kicked my calves to stop him, but that didn't make him frown;
In fact, he quite enjoyed it; and his spanking made me gasp;
He'd not be interrupted and he'd really make it last;
Regardless of objection and the passion he provoked;
One hand upon my backside; while the other one was cloaked
Underneath my belly, sliding me away from sense:
To a sky of stars and my adding to night scents.
 

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