In low cut shirts and mini-skirts she pesters passions through the day, but my advances she averts while still continuing her flirts, she leaves me longing love’s ballet. But daylight wanes and fades to night, the thoughts of lustful love turn tender, and with the bedroom drapes drawn tight she wryly winks and lowers light, and gives herself in sweet surrender. April 8, 2018 Contest: Rhyme Time 2 Sponsor: Laura Loo