He was her treasure
The source of her pleasure
She was his treasure
The source of his pleasure
They thought they were in love
They were
With themselves
All they'd arranged
Was a consensual pleasure exchange
To assuage their pain
But like everything else
The time came
When things changed
Strangely
Only the pain
Of their loneliness remained
Soon each was in search again
For a new treasure
At the Pleasure Exchange
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