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Your Heroine - Quattrain
I live - in face and form - the heroine,
Before you by your ill-lit fireside;
So, let your dingy masquerade begin
I'll fill your room with presence; you decide...
Exactly what I do here, once you've paid;
It is your penitence to be performed,
So do look up at me and feel afraid,
Knowing you've spent to have your bottom warmed;
Shall I be beautiful as I console?
Or sooth as my new perfumes overcome?
I know you like the incense, as the coal
Is reduced to cold ash and you are numb;
Affectionate, unreal, I am strange
To you, despite the school girl play to bring
Your sex to places I can rearrange;
I live - in face and form - your heroine.
Before you by your ill-lit fireside;
So, let your dingy masquerade begin
I'll fill your room with presence; you decide...
Exactly what I do here, once you've paid;
It is your penitence to be performed,
So do look up at me and feel afraid,
Knowing you've spent to have your bottom warmed;
Shall I be beautiful as I console?
Or sooth as my new perfumes overcome?
I know you like the incense, as the coal
Is reduced to cold ash and you are numb;
Affectionate, unreal, I am strange
To you, despite the school girl play to bring
Your sex to places I can rearrange;
I live - in face and form - your heroine.
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