Posted by JEFFREY on March 27, 1998 at 03:49:31:
Her ...
Dusky like night, but night with all her stars
Or cavern sparkling with its native spars;
With eyes that were a language and a spell,
A form like Aphroditešs in her shell,
With all her loves around her on the deep,
Voluptuous as the first approach of sleep.
Jeffrey