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romantic love poem

from our hidden places
which i wish to remark
under dusky laurel leaf
noises that strive to tear
still her gray rocks tower above the sea
the darkness rolls upward
a mile behind
i fill this cup
gloom
no prey am i of poor thoughts
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
that year
never in all my life
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise

 



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