IN THE SCHOLAR'S COURTYARD (SAPIENT-VASSAL) (a dialogue between "-" and "="

 -Liking the sensation, loving thyself- I am sapient vassal seemingly
two but we are the all the same (one)

 =vassal gallant love is none other then I- surprise

 -with blushing meadowed feathers tickle pink 
you must be the one they bought, oh sapient
with a nickel, a penny, in the purse, a dime- sublime!
yes I am the noises you have been hearing-
thinking it was two all the while sapient! vassal!- am I!

 = yes, well do take off your overcoat, 
we have much to do, my dear
all bones are we, all bones are we
pick pick- bones you shall be, till you earn your plate and feast
faster! perfect! rid of your mangled donkey lover... is this the
one you rode on all this time?

 -no, no, there was never any other lover but I

 = tonight we shall eat for the only donkey beneath you, shall
be me, yes... yes... in the scholar's courtyard
we shall- midnight touch tonight 

 -if only he could be as clever as the hands of I-
nearly perfect and patient 

 =all the books are done reading the knowledge tattooed upon their
bodied scholar... all tucked away in boxes .. except you, 

 - tonight we shall remain twisted- open exposed! you shall be
in chains, I, in all nothing but fake tattoos of barbwire around
my jingling arm- rosy nipples, lips, cheeks
before we start, let me whisper this :
mining as sand turns under, rowing basking always touching.. it
orgasms near. 

 = stimulating, vassal you are, holding back on me, your back
on me. Are you playing the silent one? shall I play the violent
one? how submissive is thee, when we touch?

 - when I touch, making love to myself, come come morning, come
come dusk
do you ponder silently in front of me
and my body's moonlight breast

 = shall I call you pensive, oh deep thinker
while I stroke the dearest philisopher's numb
zombie, I feel you over
zombie, are you caught?
zombie, zombie shall be your name till you prove it not!
let me tickle the stick fiddle with your... blank expression yum
sigh... if you persist to sit like a statue then what can this
become? 

 - shall I stuff your body stiff with pork chops.. oh choke not
so you may feel, my stiff stuffened one with the pointy picture
of spock turn on

 =are you aware of your circumstance? what did they tell you?
do you not know of what really happends in the courtyard scholar?
the reason you stand before me, naked?

 - go! I say go! ride your horse into my haven
be off with the retchid soul that stops you! let us see how long
your leash is, licorice and sweets, caught between my teeth, powder
your skin.. your complexion ghostly white- so when tonight- tonight
we can watch your skin burn and glow marroon, this flush ruby
scarlet!

 = fevered, I am the fool they brought you
to feast on! I am your chicken breast, yours...
just call me you concubine peon love vassal sexy, oh gigolo, your
paramour mistress divine
yes! yes! I am the fool they broguth you

 - we shall feel the pleasure of heavy rain
for when the sapinet, the vassal are all the same
I shall feather you, sapient with my charms, for when I feather
you I feather myself. 
my fingers delighting, going deeper and faster inside

 = my sapient, we shall see who seduces who last

 - I shall rise , I shall sleep when I am done with thee. please
thyself with the quake and tremble
do not fear when the bell's ring, quivers through your body
sleep now as it takes toll
feed yourself upon your dreams.. fantasies, you shall need it
for tomorrow we shall surely want more.