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erotic poem

not from the whole wide world
it was a tall young oysterman
better than granite
what was it the engines said
she might have known it in the earlier spring
there was a strangeness on your lips
beside a stricken field
perhaps
i have seen the proudest stars
i said
this ancient silver bowl of mine
with the meek, brown eyes
i went up and down the streets

 



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