Oh how thine eyes twinkle
Much like a virgin’s secret
Doth mine shine as well?
I feel it must be so.
For whence I look at thee
I see love swell
Swell like the raging ocean
When Poseidon tosses his mane
Rolling o’er and o’er
Our passion much the same
Joy hath come hither
It doth promise to stay
Stay like the evergreen
With it’s feathery branches
That neither takes cold,
Nor wither
-
Follow
Following
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
Among other things, J 
I see only the description of virgin vagina and penis in this poem…but its so very fun and well did.
Hey! It’s supposed to be an elegant love song! Though it is true that old English poetry does hide a lot of innuendo so…
Its truly in-da-window :P
Dork
Would this count as classically frisky?
I rather enjoyed this piece, it’s a fun little piece of language study and oh so filled with naughty sentiment…Someone was bored at work… ahahaha 😄
So very very bored! I wasn’t thinking frisky at all when I wrote it. That came as a happy accident :)
A happy accident… isn’t that how children are made 😄
Well its a very lovely piece!
I like this! Lovely work
I wrote one called recite me like Shakespeare…. gosh… I’ll have to find it.. This is great!!!! love it. love it… <3
Oh yes! Definitely find it and give me the link!
I just posted it … HAHA.. I don’t think I posted that one .. hope you like it.