COME AND LIE WITH ME

by: Elsie A. Gidlow

      OME and lie with me and love me,
      Bitterness;
      Touch me with your hands a little,
      Kiss me, as you lean above me,
      With your cold, sadistic kisses;
      Wind your hair close, close around me,--
      Pain might dissipate this blankness;
      Hurt me even, even wound me;
      I have need of love that stings.
      Come and lie with me and love me,
      Bitterness,
      So that I can laugh at things.

"Come and Lie With Me" is reprinted from Poetica Erotica. Ed. T.R. Smith. New York: Crown Publishers, 1921.

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