Jasmine

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Jasmine was my best, most loyal friend,
A lover to the bone, all hot affection.
Squirming out the moment I came near,
Making for my nose or inner ear,
In ecstasy she'd lick away dejection,
Nuzzling with neither strategy nor end.
Even death has made her no less dear.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.

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