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marriage poem

there was a strangeness on your lips
melancholy, blue it was
i am the wind that wavers
i can not tell you now
out of the sparkling sea
for these white arms about my neck
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
when the hours of day are numbered
i saw the first pear
what spiteful chance steals unawares
in his guarded tent
storm
here falls no light

 



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