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romantic love poem

when i go back to earth
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
just as my fingers on these keys
shadows lay along broadway
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
but i cannot read you now
under the harvest moon
just now
under a spreading chestnut tree
skies they were ashen and sober

 



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