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 when god lets my body be

From each brave eye shall sprout a tree fruit that dangles therefrom

the purpled world will dance upon Between my lips which did sing

a rose shall beget the spring that maidens whom passion wastes

will lay between their little breasts My strong fingers beneath the snow

Into strenuous birds shall go my love walking in the grass

their wings will touch with her face and all the while shall my heart be

With the bulge and nuzzle of the sea

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 * why did you go
 * little fourpaws?
 * you forgot to shut
 * your big eyes.


 * where did you go?
 * like little kittens
 * are all the leaves
 * which open in the rain.


 * little kittens who
 * are called spring,
 * is what we stroke
 * maybe asleep?