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Naked in the night,
A handsome devil of a lad.
Naked in the dawn,
A self-appointed Galahad.
Babbling on and on
How I’m his Great Love,
His One Love.
I hate Love!
I hate Love!
I’ve done Love.
All the same,
After we’ve kissed,
Kissed and kissed,
Don’t let him crinkle up his nose
At the wrinkles round my wrist.
Beauty Secrets,
Promise not to fail me.
Don’t let him see me as I am
In the cold hard light of day.
Beauty Secrets,
If you have to, veil me,
To distract him from the fine points
Of my disarray.
If I’m asleep
And he’s awake,
Don’t let him stare
At a strand of hair
Wriggling down my neck,
Flecked with gray,
Giving me away.
When we’re lying,
Naked in the dawn,
If midnight doubts assail me,
Promise you won’t fail me,
Beauty Secrets.
-- Kenward Elmslie
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