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A Poet's Desire
Sometimes
In my heart
Arises a notion
That you have been
Made just for me
You had been dwelling
In stars before now
You have been
Descended to earth
Just for me
These long, thick, shadowy
Waves of your dark hair
Are for my pleasure
Your body
Your sea-deep eyes
Are my possessions
Sometimes
In my heart
Arises a notion
That you have been
Made just for me
I will love you
Till eternity like this
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