She should by virtue fall

Break the habit, then nothing to enjoy?  
Shyly enticing, in her line so rare,  
She said spina bifida of her boy  
Led her to this work to support his care.  
A perfect body, too pure to defile,  
Her surrendering was degradation-  
Punishment for maternal sin. Meanwhile  
Troubled, I could make no ejaculation.  
Full of tears, she moaned: "I am a failure  
In all things. I can't even please a man."  
That she should by virtue fall felt torture.  
In this vocation, comfort has no span.  
Self-loathing suffering, I couldn't pretend  
Was harmless relief. This must be the end.