Triolet For An Elderly Seducer Poem by Jonathan DalrympleSmith

Triolet For An Elderly Seducer



Come, and sit, and hold my hand,
And pour yourself a glass of gin.
Forget whatever else you've planned,
Just come, and sit, and hold my hand,
And let me stroke your silken skin,
And tell you how I'd like to sin
With you - so come and hold my hand,
And pour yourself a glass of gin.

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