Classic Poem

FELLATRICES

Hair mourned the sad breasts
But bellies laughed silently
Deep and wide open without a thrill
Like black sleeves studded with amethysts.

Mouths cried on breast pain
But the long eyes laughed a mysterious laugh
And mouths crying healed their martyrdom
Warm bellies on large cushions laugh.

However, when bellies on hot mouths
Had wept bloody tears flow slow
It dried sadness grief heavy hair.

But the mouths laughed in tears loved
And kissing each other with slow admissions
The flavor of the flesh on their charmed lips.