A gentle lover

My solitude sings to me and takes me in her gentle arms
touching me with delicate charms
lips as consistent of air
kiss with out a care
leaving me in a bewildered state
I fear my friends it is too late
she bites my neck and arms and wrists
giving me a gentle kiss
my head goes weak 
I cannot speak 
unlike lovers I used to hold
instead of heat she spreads cold
and wipes away the tears I cry 
falling from my fragile eyes
not much longer only a little bit
speak your last I fear, this is it.


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