lip, whose service has been tendered
lavishly to me, I hold no lien.
Heres his heart, which finally has blundered
from my custody. Heres his spleen.
Hereafter let your hair and eyes and breasts
be venue for his daydreams and his nights.
Here are smart things Ive said, and all the rest
youll hear about. Here are all our fights.
Now, whereas I waive rights to his kiss,
the bed youve shared with him has rendered null
his privilege in mine. Know that, and this:
undying love was paid to me in full.
No matter how your pleasures with him shine,
youll always be comparing them to mine.
by J. Allyn
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© 1999 J. Allyn Rosser
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