At the heart’s anvil

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At the heart’s anvil,

Metal of a rare nobility,

You stir up my senses

And sex frame

Unflaggingly,

Running out of breath.

 

Won over,

In vain

I rebel.

At the heart’s anvil

 

 

At the heart’s anvil,

A metal of rare nobility,

You stir up my sex

And my sense

Unflaggingly,

Again and again.

 

Timeless,

I rebel

in vain.