Atlas, about to be tickled
by the cavorting Hesperides,
tried to remain calm by holding
his breath and closing his eyes.

The Hesperides, curvy and so
so feminine, left ghost streaks
and kiss marks across his torso
just enough to excite him.

The wild Hesperides snuggled
to sheathe him with soft flesh.
And Atlas, human down to the bone,
exhaled and gave up the world.