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If You Were Here
If you were here The sheets would rustle now Like whispers in the night The wind would come With jasmine breath And your eyes would be The candle of delight If you were here Your veins would murmur like a stream And my ear would catch The syllables of your dream While pillowed between the hills Of grassless mounds of flesh Sleeping In the warmth of fragile joy Seems you never knew That this patriot Heard the bugle of many lands But never led their wars Or spoke from far parliaments The loyalty that alone was yours They resented that And I am happy have treaty with them My love shall be of peace. If you were here Like the rise and fall of the sea Its soft chest heaving I would hear you breathing The same wet delicious song And while my loins with passion throngs I should be still As her salt tongue Quivers at the roots Of a spurting hill ... Where the nectared trees are laden still
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