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teenage love poem

a thousand silent years ago
the poets tell
under dusky laurel leaf
as i lie roofed in, screened in
all those treasures that lie
calm as that second summer
often i think of the beautiful town
up from the meadows rich with corn
tell me
made up of loveliness alone
i love my life, but not too well
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
a pen of steel
did you ever see an alligator

 



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