#AmericanWriters
a thing most new complete fragile… which wholly trembling memory unde… —your kiss,the little pushings of… my body sorry when the minute moon is a remarkable splinter in the qu…
whereas by dark really released,th… flame of her indomitable body uses a careful fierceness. Her li… my head gripping for a decision:bu… the terrific fingers which grapple…
purer than purest pure whisper of a whisper so(big with innocence) forgivingly a once of eager glory, no
unto thee i burn incense the bowl crackles upon the gloom arise purple pencil… fluent spires of fragrance
after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer
my love thy hair is one kingdom the king whereof is darkness thy forehead is a flight of flower… thy head is a quick forest
somewhere i have never travelled,… any experience, your eyes have the… in your most frail gesture are thi… or which i cannot touch because th… your slightest look easily will un…
consider O woman this my body. for it has lain
will suddenly trees leap from wint… the stabbing music of your white y… wounded by my arms’ bothness (say a twilight lifting the fragil… of new leaves’ voices,and sharp li…
If freckles were lovely, and day w… And measles were nice and a lie wa… Life would be delight,— But things couldn’t go right For in such a sad plight
Buffalo Bill 's defunct who used to ride a watersmooth—silver stallion
Lady of Silence from the winsome cage of thy body rose through the sensible
writhe and gape of tortured perspective rasp and graze of splintered normality
i will be M o ving in the Street of her bodyfee 1 inga ro undMe the tr… lovely;muscles-sinke x p i r i… uddeni
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