|Jackie is a jewel that many
A diamond that a thousand eyes adore.
Could I but trust her, I could rise above it,
Knowing what the future had in store.
Instead, alas!, I writhe in self-wrought pain,
Even as she makes her pleasure plain.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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