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romantic love poem

and so it goes
hang no wreath
as it
as a naked man i go
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
from our hidden places
i love my hour of wind and light
do you remember
i had a dream and i awoke with it
within my hand i hold
i had over-prepared the event
listen to the sounding sea

 



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