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best love poem

this is the song of youth
love has been sung a thousand ways
winged shadows sweeping by
little park that i pass through
the air is full of dawn and spring
backward, turn backward
were it not for that singular smell
give me
why do
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
i fill this cup
the old west, the old time

 



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