She Never Stays The NightA Poem by Outdated Account"Curb thy focus" My lover's kiss, Her gentle razor lips, Brush my skin With pain and bliss. “Here”, a sharp caress Of rust and red, Found me abreast Upon my bed. Too late to turn away, There I was asleep, Yet she did not know to stay. A loss which I will not weep. So I awoke alone, No lover by my side. Solely my dreaming companion, Never there to deride
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