The Imperfect Enjoyment

January, 1955

The Imperfect EnjoymentNaked she lay, claspt in my longing Arms,I fill'd with Love, and she all over Charms,Both equally inspir'd, with eager fire,Melting through kindness, flaming in desire;With Arms, Legs, Lips close clinging to embrace,She clips me to her Breast, and sucks me to her Face.The nimble Tongue (Love's lesser Lightning) plaidWithin my Mouth, and to my thoughts convey'dSwift Orders, that I should prepare to throwThe All-dissolving Thunderbolt below.My flutt'ring Soul, sprung with th...