Upon the canvas of a rosy cheek,
A hand descends, the spanker and the spanked,
In shades of red, a rhythmic tale they seek,
As flush of pain and pleasure subtly blend.
Two souls enmeshed in passion's heated game,
One leads, the other yields to firm command,
The balance struck, they navigate the flame,
As discipline and trust shape what's at hand.
Yet deeper still, this dance of pow'r and sway,
Awakens truth, the strength in sweet surrender,
A bond that binds, like tendrils on display,
That knows the contours of its sturdy sender.
In love's embrace, the spank's resounding crack,
A testament to hearts that won't look back.
Сонет
Re: Сонет
Splendid!
Re: Сонет
Expat, Victoria, спасибо за комплименты.
Re: Сонет
Вроде ничего, звучит, но я половину не понял (с 20 годами стажа работы в англоязчных компьютерных фирмах ), а транслировать влом. Подстрочник или перевод на русский есть где нибудь? Интересно сравнивать.
Re: Сонет
Нет, подстрочника нет.