Sonnet IV: Leave Your Fires Burning Unattended

Leave your fires burning unattended        
To give you warmth even out of season        
When summer rules have to be ammended    
Using powers overgrown by reason        
That makes you look away from all the stalls    
Where she is selling trinkets of the past        
When climbing highest of the city walls        
Was done with ease meant to never last    
She is charging nothing for her virtue            
But you know that, as you're getting older    
You would purchase everything of value    
Just to catch one last glimpse of her shoulder

In all the markets, below and above
She alone is offering just love

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