An Ageing Libertine

An ageing libertine
Whose every dream
Has been achieved, grieves
For he sees
The same, inane
Undressing. Caressing. Undressing. caressing.

Lost in alcohol.
Each girl a doll
To be undressed.
Caressed. Undressed. Caressed. Undressed.
But, behind all his lust
Lurks his fear of dust.

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