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Porphyria's Reply
by Janet Leister
With apologies to both Robert Browning and Chris Ingham...
All night long we had not stirred
no need, we sat content
warmed by passions’ whispered word
after life has spent
the darling wish that drew me nigh
aloft on wind and rain
allows no anger, no wistful sigh
your cruelty wrought no pain
beyond the anguish, keenly felt, of
you, aloof, when I called your name.
my shoulder bared, my love exposed
to melt your cold heart’s game
I cup your cheek and slowly draw
your face upon my breast
you feel my heart and desire raw,
virtue laid to rest
you stroke my hair and we are joined
in love's eternal caress
wound once and more around my neck
bound by my own tress
no pain I feel, for you are here
I exult in your burning kiss
a thousand deaths I cannot fear
beside you all is bliss
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