No lightness lingers
No faintness she betrays
Gone is all hesitation
of the early days
Her touch lays heavy
Her breath is full
In her displays of passion
is every lover’s pull
Her mood is sullen
She rises late
And past the zenith of her life
no haste does she display
When in her warm embrace
I come along
at her somber pace
A soothing song
And then we part as seasons change
and nights prolong
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