To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; SAMWolf; Darksheare; Old Sarge; radu; All
Good morning, Lair! Back to work today, unfortunately. But I hope everyone's off to a great start today!
Love and Sleep
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Lying asleep between the strokes of night
I saw my love lean over my sad bed,
Pale as the duskiest lily's leaf or head,
Smooth-skinned and dark, with bare throat made to bite,
Too wan for blushing and too warm for white,
But perfect-coloured without white or red.
And her lips opened amorously, and said -
I wist not what, saving one word - Delight.
And all her face was honey to my mouth,
And all her body pasture to mine eyes;
The long lithe arms and hotter hands than fire
The quivering flanks, hair smelling of the south,
The bright light feet, the splendid supple thighs
And glittering eyelids of my soul's desire.
Just checking to make sure everyone's awake ... :)
327 posted on
12/01/2004 7:18:34 AM PST by
Colonel_Flagg
("The simple lack of my love is more to me than others' presence." Edward Thomas)
To: Colonel_Flagg
G'morning Colonel.
WHOA!!! Steaming up the windows of the Lair this morning.
WOO HOO WHEW!!
To: Colonel_Flagg
329 posted on
12/01/2004 7:33:01 AM PST by
SAMWolf
(In some cultures what I do would be considered normal.)
To: Colonel_Flagg
337 posted on
12/01/2004 12:01:58 PM PST by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
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