Within The Circuit Of This Ivory Pale by april
Now gazeth she on him, now on the ground;
Sometimes her arms infold him like a band:
She would, he will not in her arms be bound;
And when from thence he struggles to be gone,
She locks her lily fingers one in one.
'Fondling,' she saith, 'since I have hemm'd thee here
Within the circuit of this ivory pale..."
[Shakespeare's Venus and Adonis, done in poser and photoshop]