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short love poem

when i returned at sunset
you are my companion
do not grieve that it is over
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
i have heard them in the night
i have cast the world
had he and i but met
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
through the broad earth's aching breast
tell me
against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree

 



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