A Lover’s Poem

I will seek you out and when I find you…

 

…I shall take you to bed and have my way with you.

 

I will make you ache, shake and sweat until you moan and groan.

 

I will make you beg for mercy, beg me to stop.

 

I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I’m finished with you.

 

And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days.

 

All my love,

 

 

 

 

 

The Flu

 

 

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