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Arthur Henry Adams - To My Love.Arthur Henry Adams - To My Love.
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"PAINT me," you said, "a poem; give to me A breathing thought that I may keep to kiss!" While that low laugh that aye a mandate is Nestled upon your lips. Call memory To that fair moment when you heard my plea, And in the tumult of my arms` warm bliss, Like a frail floweret that is crushed amiss. You thrilled to frenzied life exultantly, And all your body pulsed with love`s desire! Can I in words that perfect hour rehearse, Or write the vehemence of veins on fire? My lips would only kiss and you require From my heart`s royal hoard one pallid verse The grey, cold ashes left on passion`s pyre!
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