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I want to paint you poems full of fire, |
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you who I do not know. |
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Now my mind is tested with love which |
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twists and wavers from side to side and which |
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some day soon you may see... |
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I want you to cascade through ten thousand |
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rainbows with me and dredge mountains |
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from the sea: |
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you who I now begin to know. |
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But emotion is pent up inside, |
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too scared of dying again to live, |
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and meanwhile I must endure your |
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red-copper hair screaming like a |
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water-baby black eyes stare |
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from my ceiling: |
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you who I now truly know... |
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Now I cannot see too clearly |
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and already my trellis stands bare... |
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How can I break free of these overclinging |
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arms which entwine and enfold me?... And reach |
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to the clear blue sea? |
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I want you to know, but how can I |
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tell you? I want you to see |
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but my own eyes are blind... |
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The Octopus now enfolds me, |
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I know you too well... |