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Where now the toothsome smile;
The harlot-brazen, straight, exquisite limbs;
The provocative and out-thrust breasts;
The yearning concavity of your hollow gut?
You have used them well, I see,
Trading them wholesale for sudden fun.
Your sultry laugh has aged, I hear,
And life's bitter truths dribble on your chin.
What did you want that autumn day
When your saucy smile and lithe limbs
Were denied me forever? I've always
Never been able to guess.
The rumbling sea's edge. Retreating,
Because the shock offended the stones?