Handsome Importunate
One more unfortunate,
sing me a song from your grave.
Sleep by the morning,
wake by the night,
make me your undying slave.
Where father quivers,
far off the river,
by the thought of you catching my nape,
for you I am waiting,
my love with the leather black cape.

by Jessica Jeanfelix

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