Erotic PoetryUnrequitedSleep, Sweet, sleep
Dream of some other more experienced lover
Tortured, I fade quietly from sight
Turn, Eyes, turn
See no more the pale skin of her page
unsatisfied by rough hand and tongue
Break, Heart, break
knowing no matter countless yielding times
no possession of her will ever be thine
Cry, then try again to turn her back to bed
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