I wasp about her for a glimpse of bare leg
She wafts her scent
Copper taste like length-licked nickel coins
Her leopard breath would tempt a coy.
My vantage coign the suitorworn step between shadow-crept foyer
And unkempt bed.
I am lost, MIA as De Loys’s ape, seeking her pain-seeding chamber.
I am shamefully faraway
Even her shapely speck purloined my breath.
She steeled bravely my lepid addresses
Her worn hems
Target of many an ardent bard’s scarletting confession.
Alchemisland 
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