These saw Visions
These saw Visions
Latch them softly
These held Dimples
Smooth them slow
This addressed departing accents
Quick Sweet Mouth to miss thee so
This We stroked
Unnumbered Satin
These we held among our own
Fingers of the Slim Aurora
Not so arrogant this Noon
These adjust that ran to meet us
Pearl for Stocking Pearl for Shoe
Paradise the only Palace
Fit for Her reception now
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