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erotic poem

one by one, like leaves from a tree
on and on
could we but know
the sun is up
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
world that changes under my hand
the darkness
why are the things that have no death
she burst fierce wine
high-born race
your body's motion is like music
i have cast the world

 



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