The woman who is in my bed
Has more than twenty years long
The dark circles
Through the years
For the love
Overnight
Mouth worn
By kissing
All too often, but
Too bad given
Sallow complexion
Despite the eye
Paler than
Spot the moon
The woman who is in my bed
Has more than twenty years long
The breasts so heavy
From too much love
Do not
The name charms
The body tired
Too caressed
All too often, but
Too unloved
Hunched
Seems to
Memories
She had to flee
The woman who is in my bed
Has more than twenty years long
Do not laugh
Do not touch
Keep your tears
And your sarcasm
When night
We met
His body, his hands
Available to mine
And his heart is
Covered in tears
And injuries
Reassures me
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