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Nicholas Gordon
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Eileen is like a clear, cold glass
of water:
In her there is a calm transparency.
Lust is but a rippling of love,
Early lost and then not much thought of,
Even in her purest ecstasy.
Nor does she need the happiness I've brought her. |