bySapphos Sister©

In the dawn's dismal light
the sighing candle glows
and, shedding warm, wax tears,
mourns the too-swift passing
of one more sleep-starved night.
Outside a dark mist clears
as my darling stirs and goes,
leaving only pillow-print
where once his head had laid,
on these sheets the sweated scent
of our bodies dealing
in lust's complicit trade,
and in my heart this gift of fears
that only love bestows.

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