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Bionic Woman
Poems
Nov 2013
Mating Rights
In the morning he was gone,
A silver streak like morning dawn,
That came creeping up my window,
Like a brilliant thief.
Robbing me of ***** nights,
Tender kisses filled with fright,
Stolen from my willing lips,
Like forgotten prayers.
No return to be expected,
To my loverβs will Iβm fated,
To watch him leave and breath a sigh,
Like a child gone awry.
And if I ask that he returns,
To my bed of pain,
My lover will most surely laugh,
Declaring me so plain.
For this house is now a tomb,
My soul is dying in this room!
A gift bequeathed by forbidden nights -
A daily price for mating rights.
Written by
Bionic Woman
Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)
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