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Click to attachment to load a pictureLove at the lips was touchAs sweet as I

could bear;And once that seemed too much;I lived on airThat crossed me

from sweet things,The flow of - was it muskFrom hidden grapevine

springsDown hill at dusk?I had the swirl and acheFrom sprays of

honeysuckleThat when they re gathered shakeDew on the knuckle.I craved strong

sweets, but thoseSeemed strong when I was young;The petal of the roseIt was

that stung.Now no joy but lacks saltThat is not dashed with painAnd weariness

and fault;I crave the stainOf tears, the aftermarkOf almost too much love,The

sweet of bitter barkAnd burning clove.When stiff and sore and scarredI take

away my hand From leaning on it hardIn grass and sand The hurt is not

enough:I long for weight and strengthTo feel the earth as roughTo all my

length.

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