To err is human, my love,
but let us not give into
undue judgment...
Why shall I be denied
while you call her name
in moaning copulation?
while you ravage her,
the siren that does not love you?
Let us not let the days unfurl
their whims upon us in gloom...
Life is fading fast
and the years are taking us with them
on soft flight, unnoticed
in the passing days...
How I have longed for you
in silence
musing between
the passionate flame of desire
and the wretched sorrow of not having you...
Meet me beneath the stars
and seek me in the shadows, my love
grasp this shell
that speaks of her infallible desire for you
that shows in dewey depths
that sighs in parted lips
that echoes in your whispered name
and shines with these tears
of futile longing...
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