White Stains

108 WITH DOG AND DAME A rosy flicker through the night, My mistress, my great Dane, and I. We linger in the dusk—her head Lolls on the pillow, and my eyes Catch rapture, as upon the bed He licks her lazy lips, and tries To tempt her tongue. My fires are fed. Her heavy dropping breasts entice My teeth to jewel them with blood, Her hand prepares the sacrifice She would desire of me, the flood That wells from shrines of Paradise. Her other hand is mischievous To bid the monster Dane grow mad, His red-haw gaze grows mutinous, Her eyes have lost the calm they had, My body grows all amorous. My tongue within her mouth excites Her dirtiest lust, her vilest dream ; His greedy mouth her bosom bites ; He cannot hold, his eyeballs gleam ; He burns to consummate the rites.