She's his friend
And an eraser
Of his tainted heart
Under the fishy sky
He is lying with
Denuded mind bare
She is complete and big
So is her ardor
Beating the darkness around
Gently she descends
Dazzlingly to mound
On him silvery
In thorough her warmth
Silvery zing passing through
He is bathing in her pour
'Come my dear, come
Down on me, own
More and more and more'
His murmuring asking
She does
Brightly, beautifully
Closing his eyes
Forgetting himself
Enjoying wholly possessed
The poet
But
Suddenly a nudge
She whispers
'Goodbye my dear'
Poet says
O' no I'll wane'
She whispers
'Don't worry
I'll come again
More beautiful
To wax you
More silvery
Till then
Wait please'
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