I see men's faces grin with helpless lust
About me; crooked hands reach out to please
Their hot nerves with the flower of my skin;
I see the eyes imagining enjoyment,
The arms to seize me, and the minds
Inflamed like the glee-kindled hearts of fiends.
About me; crooked hands reach out to please
Their hot nerves with the flower of my skin;
I see the eyes imagining enjoyment,
The arms to seize me, and the minds
Inflamed like the glee-kindled hearts of fiends.
Lascelles Abercrombie - Emblems of Love
