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Locus Amoenus

Fair damsel eye, though you be ephemerist
your hot blood for her won't let you deny
her visage, with brief vision was gently kissed,
†† † by your helpless eye...  
 
wandering always as it forever will
It saves the heart when it skips a lusty beat
in contemplation of her as your thrill
†† † on a satin sheet...
 
for there would be candid perspiration there,
of an inalienable desire...
for her to breathe as well the very air
†† † you can both admire.
 
Then inviolately from the mind of man
around their bosomy orbs they more explore
and rapidly expand their amorous plan...
†† † for esprit de corps.  
 
And henceforth in derision is man pride held
by ladies with mutually tongue tied twats
whose misogynists they effectively geld...
†† † via caveats.
 
Now rude men will surely fade into the past  
because the issue is as simple as that;)
and only dildos will be the cocks that last...
†† † in requiescat.  
 
No more complications by testosterone
or by meat injection some foul disease
and only by the semen from a stud farm loan...
†† † will we aim to please...
 
and all because men could no lessons discern
like whispering care into a lady's clit
to show her skittish mare like soul, we learn,
†† † but with half a wit. †  
†† †
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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The Sapphic blues
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