Fay Slimm - Comely Invitation.

Come, lively lord.
inside my boudoir
you will find plenty
of pleasuring,
Comely am I.

Espy my fine
velvety skin, leave
timidity at the door,
measure my boldness
with your temerity,
comfort becomes me.

Once you have drunk
my love-potion enough
and gained success
your needs will ever
be redressed
to further find ready
my comeliness.

So tred hither fine lord,
do not reprove my
audacious approach,
this curly brown hair
will waterfall down and
soon could broach
you with paradise.
I am comely.

Eyes large as mine
you rare find so green
and soft lips as these
will sweetly kiss
away lonley times,
and sweep clean
frustrating dreams,
enter then sire, be mine
throw down your silver,
quickly, - - and buy.
Comely am I.

Fay Slimm

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