Eileen
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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.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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