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erotic poetry

i love to steal awhile away
and how could you dream of meeting
who loves the rain
one by one, like leaves from a tree
for these white arms about my neck
see, from this counterfeit of him
sad are they who know not love
i saw the clouds among the hills
last midnight
and so it goes
when the hours of day are numbered
love me at last, or if you will not
melancholy, blue it was

 



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