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love poem

i made a vow once, one only
we break the glass whose sacred wine
i saw the clouds among the hills
my true love from her pillow rose
i am a woman
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
through the broad earth's aching breast
i saw the first pear
i stood
we were not many
in the dark and peace of my final bed
since i have felt the sense of death
made up of loveliness alone

 



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