Consider The Girl Wih A Butterfly Tattoo
Is she a girl with a butterfly
burned on the outside of her thigh,
or a butterfly with a girl
tattoo stippled on her yellow wing?
Would she leap into wind and soar
above wild arms of maples and ash?
The Pupil
She had the face of a girl but the legs of a woman. Her short skirt rode up to a point halfway between her knees and her hips. A redhead. Copper colored hair, green eyes, freckles.
She sat in a straight chair next to his desk. He was explaining to her the difference between the words lie and lay. He was sweating.
"You see, verbs have three forms: present, past, and past participle. Verbs are actions words. The tense of a verb tells you when an action occurred. Lie and lay are the present tense forms of verbs that have different meanings. Lie means to recline and lay means to place. Except, of course, when lay is used to mean reclined, which is past tense. Lay can mean either, depending on when the action occurred.
He looked up from a scrap of paper on which he had written lie, lay, lain and lay, laid, laid. "You follow me?" he asked. He smiled encouragingly.
She looked at him. Her eyes looked like the eyes of a cat. She ran the tip of her pink tongue around the surface of her lips. "Huh?" she said.
Going to Eroticon Five
What richness, seductive marvels! Your spaceship; packed with chocolates and sweetmeats, Earth's finest chefs confirm the molecular perfection of their tinctures and sauces.
Beneath the ballroom's astrodome pipers finger their chanters and twist to the skirl of bagpipes. Naked fluitists frulato.
You pose, immaculate in doublet, hose, and frilly codpiece. Your brow, smooth, eyes bright, skin flawless; a god of seduction.
Thrusters nudge you from orbit and you land. Gates gape, veils part and you tumble amongst plump cushions, tipped into the arms of your triple-breasted houri. What wonders wait in her palace on Eroticon Five?