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About This Poem
Rebellious, Seemingly Gay Love
My errant hands about your hips
and ribald thoughts not wholly chaste,
let together be locked our lips
as passion begs that we make haste.
Tonight we are an ardent pair
as we undo our sweaty robes
which shed our nude, tanned forms that bare
us to each other's lusty probes.
We are filled with such eager zeal
to love one another this night
without need to hide or conceal
whether we are wrong or right.
This night our coupled souls exclaim
that we must build our lovers' nest;
Love's great power does proclaim
our union stronger than God's behest!
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