She had a human voice and angel eyes,
The devil’s smile her cherub face besmeared;
Drawn eyebrows arched—perpetual surprise,
Her skin was dun, yet smooth as linen sheer.
She lived her life but for all pleasure sweet,
No thoughts of then, or yet of ever after;
Uncorseted—her breasts were lust replete,
Her warm embrace fair promised joy and laughter;
I dwelled in bliss amidst her fleeting charms
And burned all promise pure beneath her gaze;
Lay rapture wracked within her silken arms,
No tenet true her whim could fail to raze;
Yet when the candied clouds above were gone,
‘Twas not but salted earth I laid upon.

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