My sweet Olivia Brown by Ferdi Wheeler

[tabby title="Poem"] In the cloud's swirling cauldron wildwith imaginings and blankdisapearings, she shapes forth,a face, a thigh, a breast,mutely explained in captionsinviting, teasing, enticing,a curious mix of fairyand goddess, who can't care lessabout sinfulness, moralists and the rest,she's blond, luscious,...