I've known
her body
before.

Every curve,
every
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.  .r   .
    .e     .
.    .c
   .    .k  .
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   .        .e
that dimly dot
her shape,
like the faint
night sky
of the city,
I've known.

But,
her body
is hers
and hers
alone;
I, nor
any
of her past
and
future lovers
can lay claim.

I will
never call her
min_e,
even should I
hold her hand,
happily,
into eternity.