She, Being Tired

She, being tired
He allowed her to stay.
No longer desired
For he had had his way
With her.
Was it compassion that did stir
Within?
Twas regret for what
Some call sin,
Though not enough
For him to be done with such stuff.

Passion hot
Does soon cool
And the fool
Is left
Bereft .
His heart full
Of a dull
Sympathy
For a she
Who is he.

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