Comely Invitation. Poem by Fay Slimm
Comely Invitation.
Come, lively lord.
inside my boudoir
you will find plenty
of pleasuring,
Comely am I.
Espy my fine
velvety skin, leave
timidity at the door,
measure my boldness
with your temerity,
comfort becomes me.
Once you have drunk
my love-potion enough
and gained success
your needs will ever
be redressed
to further find ready
my comeliness.
So tred hither fine lord,
do not reprove my
audacious approach,
this curly brown hair
will waterfall down and
soon could broach
you with paradise.
I am comely.
Eyes large as mine
you rare find so green
and soft lips as these
will sweetly kiss
away lonley times,
and sweep clean
frustrating dreams,
enter then sire, be mine
throw down your silver,
quickly, - - and buy.
Comely am I.
Very provocative Fay. It is different and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Exceptionally old-fashioned and she a different class to who she is wanting to seduce. Great work! 10 Karin
Yes I think it has a deeper meaning! The ending surprised me I admit. What a clever idea and your words carried it home so perfectly. Thanks for the smile this morning.
i'm still quite puzzled in this poem whether it has a deeper meaning or is it just like this. but anyway... nice write! very good!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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wowwww.what a marvelous poetry...great theme...10