My Milkmaid
.
I took her by her fine
callused hand
I lead her to the stream
fifty yards below
I undressed her
and not with my eyes
with each digit
Her gestured poise
I wanted intensely
I did beseech her
to
bathe
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2009
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