As quiet steals my midnight slumber
I lie awake eyes bright and ponder
What lies ahead in the future yonder
What doth faith hide behind her doors
Lonely has become my perfect winter
A different night, a different spinster
Sweet lies as we lay comforting each other
As our bodies brew the perfect storm
She came, she saw, and lays here conquered
I’m wide awake, she snores, believing I love her
My heart is numb. My conscience bothered
“But beauty is you personified, Nude on all fours”
And come tomorrow, I’ll flirt with danger
My penny for her pound of flesh
For I have learned to love a willing stranger
And watch my heart, return to ash
POET X