nsync in black and white

Fiction by Pen . . . . . not real, made up, purely intended for entertainment

To the Bass Ass

in my defence, I should like to say that I was challenged to write this by Turloughishere
you may choose the identity of 'the poet' for yourself

O moon! a pearly gleam midst darkest night,
O succulence more lush than Southern peach is,
Promise of love and sated appetite,
Be generous, your supplicant beseeches.
O tempting tush, as sweet as any lass's,
Silken and firm, to thus my verse inspire;
Ripely convex, most bountiful of asses,
Accommodate the swell of my desire.

O vision sweet of callipygian splendour
Fit to the hand, and fit, I hope, to mine,
Let me apply my strokes to curves so tender,
And see the blushing cheeks incarnadine,
Yield to my touch and bend in sweet surrender
And bid me welcome where the sun doth shine.



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