10/7/09

Harlot

The allure of my lovers is enticing
I pour my heart into them,
And they take from me,
Empty I am ashamed,
Because I know,
I have little left to offer
The one who romanced me with the spring rain
Delighted me with the sound of laughter
Warmed me with smiles,
Held me with love.

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