She'd Retract It

So she'll no longer tell us
In her so-circumspect new verse
Of men hard within
Rubbing up against her skin
She'd retract the words
Pretend we'd never heard
Yet what harm if she's bedded
Those mortal yet god-headed
Who are we to judge it fall
When Zeus or 'pollo comes to call
Upon a gentle maiden's court
They're not an unseemly sort
So be not bashful if you will
To give readers gentle thrill