Triolet For Miz Muse Poem by William F Dougherty

Triolet For Miz Muse

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She coaxed me with her triolet
then locked its legs. (I metered out.)
She promised me repeated play
and coaxed me with her triolet
(she swiveled like a roundelay) .
I tried to leave; she feigned a pout.
She coaxed me with her triolet
then locked its legs. (I petered out.)

Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor,muse,sexuality
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