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love me at last, or if you will not
under dusky laurel leaf
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
the air is full of dawn and spring
i go my way complacently
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
with lips blood red and heart of stone
i hold your heart
as i lie roofed in, screened in
the ships are lying in the bay
they in the darkness gather and ask
with the sunset
i stand in the cold gray weather

 



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