In a circus of indulgence.

In a circus of indulgence

one could ask for no more.

As the carnivale of desires, deep

awakened thoughts alluring

to a circus of events,

confined to the bedroom

of  trapeze acts naked,

delights were flirting

on an encore:

was the animal in lust whipped,

who was the trainer,

and why where were

the clowns mouths agape.