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short love poem

why do you always stand there shivering
with her hair flaying wildly
beneath my window in a city street
their beautiful hair
he's gone
thou unrelenting past
have you seen walking through the village
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
shades of night were falling fast
he'd even have his joke
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
no prey am i of poor thoughts

 



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