Sonnet, Again
Use the sonnet form as you please. Treat her
Like a queen or like a whore. Give her what
She craves. She will with grace so softly guide
Each word written through her body. She will
Let you leave your seed between her lines, so
Let her crave the ink of your pen upon
Her face, your mastery of written word
Displayed. Be not afraid of what she will
Cause you to say in your sleep. Though she induces
Nightmares and cold night sweats, you will
Always, desperately return to her.
The coaxing of her rhythmic heartbeat
Mid-coitus in iambic pentameter
Her loins dripping in satisfied quivers.
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