Non-Erotic PoetryA Room With A View
I ask not for splendour,
no fifteen minute fawning
in limelight of ongoing
notoriety orgasms,
no wave of that high.
I demand no expenses,
no luxury lamentations,
superfluous sacrifices
for my comfort alone.
Don't shower me in
silver stains of stars
and golden promises
when all I want is
clean sheets,
time to heal,
a room with a view,
a hand in mine,
no more.
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