Fevered sleepless as one afflicted by cleaving fever
Ere-recurrent mercury entubed reduced to steam
Kicked away coverlets sweat-steeped mounded by my feet
I coughed away from her sand-arrayed feet, refused to be defeated
Inhaled the censer’s floral breath
She had dreamt me lengthily with charm a plenty
But desired neither reason nor sense
I was a doll fit for adornment and dress, occasional adoration
More often chastisement and redress.
Alchemisland 
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