Internal conflict breaches sanctity of bed
Needs and wonts tumble on battleground in head,
Change shape of Venus, to light the night sky
Bending curvature, gravity to defy
Bijou-terie a la concubine. Strength
cuts delightful Delilah – absent in quake,
And Alma-mater rushes so to duplicate.
What’s due, be due, servitude:
Lover to wife, a changing role
Daughter to mother, dividing soul.
Radiance in nurture, expanding chest
Consoling pillow, for life’s greatest test.
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