the warmth of winter

I am a reformed whore only in that I am constantly re-forming my whorishness.  This is why I'm vehemently opposed to any limits on lust. 

I would rethink "copper-colored" (I nearly added that "u" you all hate so much) -- consider that simply "copper" indicates a base metal that can be polished up to look much more valuable than it really is.  I do like the play from copper to copious.  Also very keen on the sardonic -ests of the second strophe, the tone is delightful (to me, but of course I'm one of those evil beings, just looking for a wrong to embrace).

Nice to see something Bill-ish again.