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baby shower poem

up to her chamber window
she said
a mile behind
who is the runner in the skies
to clothe the fiery thought
and with the humming bird
burly, dozing humble-bee
i know what you're going to say
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
are you alive?
as a naked man i go
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
earth travails
if i had known how narrow a prison is love

 



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