“Self Love” – a poem

When sleep evades the waking mind
And physical love is all you crave
Employ the soul to a turning tide
And love thine self unto the grave

The carnal thoughts are held within
And sweet fantasy comes into play
Only you know your secret sin
To cease the spoils of the day

Avoidance of selfish doubt
Kills the death-knell of sleepless dreams
Don’t always believe what you sometimes see
For it in midnight’s haze, life is not as it seems


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