Near Asan, the old poet said, "Up all night---Moonwatching." He meant
his young BoyFriend's buttocks, and said: "He mooned me with his firm buttocks;
"just days past the attained legal right to offer his buttocks.
"For a little while, that buttocks-moon glistened with the sweetstuff I
"launched toward it in five core-felt streaks. His gift I did not insult for
"even the least moment, by deference to prudery's stern rules."
Kyakuchuu