I too did dream
Of pristine sheets
Splattered with my ****** blood
Mingled with the urgent seed
Of my sweet beloved


But you spoilt it all!

Dark in a subway
Weary and alone
A hand upon my bruised lips
Another tearing at my clothes
You silently spilt my unwarmed blood
On the unfeeling stones

Couldn’t you at least
Have chosen a bed
An unstained sheet
A spray of flowers
And in the midst
Of my silent screams
Salvaged a few
Of my innocent dreams?