Be good
young Venus
and let your man
rest
awhile.
There will be
time 
tomorrow
to give him your peace.
His hands are rough,
his muscles
fatigued
from warring with that beautiful vision.
Undress him
young Venus
and let him 
sink into
his 
drunkenness.
Take him 
in your arms
and let him cry
if he needs it.
There will be
time 
tomorrow
to give him your peace.