i<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> ‘One cannot lose what one has not possessed’. So much for that abrasive gem. I can lose what I want. I want you. ii Oh my dear one, I shall grieve for you For the rest of my life with slightly Varying cadence, oh my dear one. iii Half-mocking the half-truth, I note ‘The wild brevity of sensual love’. I am shaken, even by that. iv It is to him I write, it is to her I speak in contained silence. Will they be touched By the unfamiliar passion between them? 1968 |
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