ALWAYS

 

 

The design of the vine.

The light on the girl.

The ancient, ancient, ancient, world.

Some need to drop their clothes.

They don’t have one of those:

A lovely face with a lovely nose.

Some need to expose

Their sad, angry vanity.

They lose their clothes—and their sanity.

But this one has a face

More beautiful than disgrace.

This one has a face lovelier than

Things others might do to a man.

This one has a body, too—

Which plays sad music.

Maybe she will play for you.

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