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erotic poem

this ancient silver bowl of mine
the dawn was apple-green
renew the vision of delight
a mist was driving down
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
i went up and down the streets
shadows lay along broadway
the old west, the old time
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
i can not tell you now
as a naked man i go
i saw him once before
he speaks not well
with the sunset

 



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