ode to Sappho

It's a poem about lesbic lovers

The lovers gathered around

Like hymns; they embraced

Each other in Sapphic grace;

Beauty and poetry flowed

Through their aroused bodies;

They tickled their breasts like

Aroused mounts of snow;

They kissed their lips like

Aroused parchments of paper;

All of them�"the lovers became

Aroused in a Sapphic mode of poetry;

The Sapphic lovers became aroused

In infinite moments of poetry;

They played around their tender places

As a kitten that laps up milk.

Eros awakened in all of them

As sustained music, as a poetry of many rhymes….

They had many heart rending orgasms;

  They filled their holes with honey and wine;

After waking up, they again became horny,

And filled their w(holes)