O’ Adonis, take off yr cloth
Stand there with nothing
But fig and laurel leaves in yr hair
As I tattoo the perfect sonnet
On yr body with words of a new language
I express yr purpose
O’ Adonis, stand there naked
Against the window
So, the light captures yr strength
And I will sketch it from memory
As you prune the orchid with a careful touch
When the night comes to pass
We’ll make love until dawn prevails
Then you can return where you come from
And I’ll be left alone with the remebrance of you
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