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come to me, he said, my love

come to me and be my heart

my breath, my life, my wise companion

and sail with me on gilded wings

across a sky that knows no shame

into a world that knows no blame

be with me, he said, my love

be with me and be my tart

my bitch, my slut, with wild abandon

fuck my face and fingers, girl-whore

and ride my hard and leaking dick

to leave your cum upon it slick

i heard right, i knew, the first

i heard true and glistened all:

his breath, his life, his jumbled man-tongue

and sailed with him on gilded wings

across a sky that dare not see

into a world that could not be

where my bard was quick undone

his heart but figment’s fancy

and by his lust was held cheap ransom

fuck his face and fingers, did i

and took his shaft with cold constrain

his girl-whore now, mine self-disdain

seed then spent, his deed compleat

nought figment of mine fancy

my flesh did answer this heart undone:

an errant knight was he at best

i’d come to him, believed the lie

that crossed his heart and hoped to die

passion cold, stripped raw, unclothed

in my eyes, his lies struck mute

no chance for sway, he did abandon

this girl who’d sailed on gilded wings

who’d come to him, believed the lie

had crossed her heart, hoped not to cry

deeds of pilfered drupe thus wrought

from this bard, i took my leave

for breath, for life, mine own companion

i sailed away on gilded wings

across the sky that knew his blame

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