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love poem

but i cannot read you now
under dusky laurel leaf
all those treasures that lie
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
all quiet along the potomac
with joy and wonder
within my hand i hold
there by the window in the old house
under the harvest moon
thoughts through my head
the long resounding marble corridors
bring me soft song
i never knew the earth had so much gold

 



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