Poetry Tuesday: Flirtation

Attributed to Li Ch’ing-chao, 1084-1151

After kicking on the swing
Lasciviously, I get up and rouge my palms.
Thick dew on a frail flower,
Perspiration soaks my thin dress.
A new guest enters.
My stockings come down
And my hairpins fall out.
Embarrassed, I run away,
And lean flirtatiously against the door,
Tasting a green plum.

;o)