“So sweet and delicious do I become,
when I am in bed with a man
who, I sense, loves and enjoys me,
that the pleasure I bring excels all delight,
so the knot of love, however tight
it seemed before, is tied tighter still.”
― Veronica Franco, Poems and Selected Letters
Guinevere, of the royal court of Arthur
Draped in white velvet, silk and lace
The rustle of her gown on the marble staircase
Sparkles on fingers slender and paleThe jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps
Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domainMaroon colored wine from the vineyards of Charlemagne
Is sipped by the Queen’s lip and so gently
Indigo eyes in the flickering candlelight
Such is the silence o’er Royal CamelotThe jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps
Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domainGuinevere, of the royal courts of Arthur
Draped in white velvet, silk and lace
The rustle of her gown on the marble staircase
Sparkles on fingers both slender and paleThe jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps
Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain
I’m just stubborn, Damian. Someone has to keep track of this stuff. Thanks.
Thank you, Knox, always appreciated. Big congratulations on your achievement!