"qing, Lao Xian"
she walks across the floor as
her dark spirit lowers in submission.
bended knees whisper xie xie
Lao Xian, as dark eyes rise
to place a large red
box with silver chains
upon it upon your lap limbs;
all glistens before you.
"qing shackle me," she asks,
"qing, Lao Xian.?"
"qing, Lao Xian"
by `t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
31mar06
chinese translation
xie xie -thank you
Lao Xian -old Master
qing -please
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