How to pick up guys

I bar him on hand [1] he hadde enchaunted me/ (My dame [2] taughte me that subtiltee)/ And eek [3] I saide I mette [4] of him al night/ He wolde han slain me as I lay upright/ And al my bed was ful of verray blood/ 'But yit I hope that ye shul do me good/ for blood bitokeneth [5] gold, as me was taught.'

-The Wife of Bath, The Canterbury Tales

[1. I pretended to him 2. mother 3. also 4. dreamed 5. signifies]

My lit prof's translation: "I had a dream that you stabbed me in bed last night, but I know you wouldn't hurt me"

Subtle, indeed.

Chaucer has such a dirty mind.

Love found

Finally I reconnect with you.
Slender and silver
you shimmer in my eyes

I run my fingers
along your smooth surface
just to remember the feel

Then we start.
I touch my lips to you
and blow.

It's hard
For months we went without
But my mouth on you
is bliss

Deep and moaning.
I feel your low vibrations
resonate through my skin

Tightening my lips
I make you shriek
tone it down
to sweet melody

You sing with every breath I give
I get lost in your sounds

I love being with you because
together we make music.

My flute.



by RS, inspired by this from last year (click link)