Poems
THEME/S
Some praise You for Your blue hush without end,
Some for Your march of ages into mist—
I for Your microscopic lust: poor me,
Offered Your flaming cosmos for one kiss!
O sweet magnificent fool, all universe
Spending upon a heart of such small love!
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