Hail Caesar

I’ll give you red roses
Crush the petals in my hand
Until I get perfume

I’ll paint your face, hero
Dot your eyelids with the oil
Until we fall asleep

And I’ll write

Black ink upon stained paper
Spilling poems on the skin
Of the bed-sheet warrior

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