The Sailor's Bride Poem by Adams King

The light only burns for a moment
The candle that kindles tonight
Turns a wasted wax by dawn

I will give to you all tonight
What you can't have tomorrow
And never again will you

This pleasure cannot be replayed
Nor repeated under the shade
of romantic moon and stars

I am not a lover but a whore tonight
But I do not sell my body for gold
That's my only virtuous badge

I'm no lover but a woman indebted
To another absent lover
Who we once exchanged vows

I have been bought for a price
The price to be loyal
Prepared to bare the lasting bond

Take all you want from me
Dig deep on this naked soil
Build your ridges and plough

For tonight only our memories
Shall keep such tales
Of this same hero and heroine

This ship on which you sail
Belongs to another captain
Who went in search of fortune

He loosened my tightness
Lavished love upon me
Took me as his better half

In his absence I stabbed his trust
Broke the promises I made
All for pleasures and lust

I found you a worthier devil
To practice my adulterous act
And stain my hands with mud

Take all you want from me tonight
Dig me over and over
Till you find the pleasures you seek

Suck from my chest satisfiable wants
Spread my thighs widely apart
And bite my sweet apple deep

Today is not our first but will be our last
Look not for me when the sun rises
For tomorrow I will forever be gone

The withered one shall turn a new leaf
For tomorrow a whore becomes a wife
To spend the rest of her life with her man