A Variation On A Triolet Poem by Richard Blanch

And an acrostic
Rumanian Thoughts

Out of such encounters bounds felicitous infinity:
Neat breasts, nice smile, piled dark hair, spirit, blithe and lithe agility-
Kindness of souls in the rise and fall of skin’s familiarity-
O sly the wit engend’ring such illicit ripe infinity,
Hot close-fit rhythms, glitt’ring liquid-eyed amiability.
An intricate virginity? - femininity! Virility!
O Joys, soothed sighs, sweet fountains, softly grinding blest agility
High into such encounters thrusts an intimate infinity.