Sol 5.6

  1. And a young gazelle, whose beauty arrests all eyes—

    when he smiles, we fancy his front teeth dazzling white.

  2. I said, when the censor blamed me for loving him—and by then

    because of his two eyes, I had come to savor sleeplessness—

  3. “I would not pester him to make good on his promised tryst,

    so long as I saw no restless motion in his buttocks.”

Sol 5.6