Oh No, Not So Soon, Not So Soon Dear …
Oh No, not so soon, Sir! I am not one to close The doors of my senses; they’re my repose Harbinger of delights, winds of desire, taking flights Taste, touch, smell, hearing, and my sights Playfully virginal, sinful, errant, but still beautiful Gaiety, indulgence, immoderation, all too bountiful How... Sign in to see full entry.