Damsels of empassion’d hearts
Who sapphic pleasures lust to seek
May twice by two engage the arts
Of flutt’ring stomachs and knees gone weak.

Yea, two-squared advantage best
May they take of intimate bliss:
For each of womankind is bless’d
With dual lips with which to kiss.

In sylph-like superior osculation,
Lips north and south join exaltation.

A single pair is juxtaposed,
Poles turn’d about to unify:
For in each others’ arms enclosed,
Flesh fused dost electrify.

Or face-to-face, the duet may
See eye-to-eye and cunt-to-cunt;
Closeness is unmatched this way:
Breast-to-breast and front-to-front.

Yet this duet may multiply—
Four do now together lie.

Two by two speak tongue to tongue,
And two by two press lips to lips;
Yet two lovers dost each lover kiss:
One with her mouth, one ’twixt her hips.

Legs entwin’d, they lengthwise lay
With heads at each end of the line,
Words needed not: As fused mouths may
Commune, as may each midpoint writhe.

Two pairs kiss, and two pairs grind,
For pleasures, body, soul, and mind.

Kisses aren’t all joys in bed,
Yet kisses for the soul do speak;
Thus, let it be more often said,
Girls kissing girls stoke fires unique.

The female doth the female match
In chords of spiritual harmony;
Mouths, breasts, and cunts fit to attach
As psyche mirrors physicality.

And circuit doubled to quartet,
Those four may find kissing bliss kismet.