Tag: love
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The death of Antinous
The retinues have filed out for the night With each subsequent wine, the whiny entitled Emperor chides His lover and mate for suggesting castration “So that further decay might be held at bay!” That higher registers he should maintain Until no brown remained in the Emperor’s mane, Gone the way of his eyes, the same…
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Drowned in the Nile to renew a Tiberside tyrant’s flagging vigour, or Emperor Hadrian’s lost love poems
Aquila at nighttime zenith His toga peeled back appealingly, revealing Antinous’s yet-congealing future features His fallow chin without shadow of beard’s hint Hadrian’s preying gaze ere surveillant Signalled a willingness to be availed Of; he the idle cat His captor the long rows of well bedded mint. By dint his status, a rustic Below but…
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The result of my seeing you
Headlight fugue agues what I hight When a hateful ape drives the lake-deep tricycle mind Of a minder-needer in a man’s hide I am not a mind reader, or am I? she winked. My fearful review suffuses with barrenness who refuses to hide Through embarrassment or some few motes of boldness The mould-inducing, role-confusing toll…
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Only terrifying height wakes me from gaolmind (wake to kissing)
I said she was going to flip And here we are, events afar from my love-sparring lips Well-placed behind the kitchen island’s bar Dodging well-aimed face-effacing plates during a large conniption I used to kiss her in this kitchen Her exclusive lip a witch’s remit Her noisome poison imbiber poised for embrace Her eerie straight…
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Skinflavour and wantsmell
She curtsies, not curtly Lot’s wife lookback, confirms that I’m observing The upward lurch of her shortest skirt, one deserving’s dessert. The muck-wit church of the blurted affection Determined me their prelate and rant selector. The unrisen dough of my unpresenting gift Fails to sustain me. Another secondhand gift For the woman whose eligible digit…