URRUTIA Patricio

Points on me graciously with fair aspect
And puts apparel on my tatter'd loving,

Since, seldom coming, in the long year set,
Like stones of worth they thinly placed are,
Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
So is the time that keeps you as my chest,
Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide,
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Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire

And do not drop in for an after-loss:
Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scoped this sorrow,
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Nor are mine ears with thy tongue's tune delighted,
Nor tender feeling, to base touches prone,
Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited


Thought I'd leave this one be, porn aside... seems to be a slightly more inventive approach!
- Mark Telkman

 

what is this bag of words
with its illicit invitation,
engaging sense to click and go
via URLs that have no rhyme nor reason
except to disturb and run up the meter
there to leer and meet the cheater