#AmericanWriters
and what were roses. Perfume?for… forget…or mere Music mounting unsu… twilight but here were somethin… childish,more beautiful almost tha…
somebody knew Lincoln somebody Xe… this man:a narrow thudding timesha… plus innocuous winking hands, care… inhabits number 1 on something str… Spring comes
i carry your heart with me(i carry… my heart)i am never without it(any… i go you go, my dear;and whatever… by only me is your doing, my darli… i fear
Humanity i love you because you would rather black the… success than enquire whose soul da… watch-chain which would be embarra… parties and because you
it is funny, you will be dead some… By you the mouth hair eyes,and i m… the unique and nervously obscene need;it’s funny. They will all be… knead of lustfulhunched deeplytopl…
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the hours rise up putting off star… dawn into the street of the sky light w… on earth a candle is extinguished the city
i like to think that on the flower you gave me when we loved the far-
the moon is hiding in her hair. The lily of heaven
Who threw the silver dollar up i… … lady who sews and grows every day… ing and that’s the truth,
the hills like poets put on purple thought against the magnificent clamor of
my naked lady framed in twilight is an accident whose niceness betters easily the… of genius— painting w…
Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings, saying
gee i like to think of dead it mea… since darker than little round wat… too cool to be crooked and it’s to… and thick and it loves, every ol… jackknives and kittens and pennies…
if I should sleep with a lady call… get another man with firmer lips to take your new mouth in his teet… (hips pumping pleasure into hips). Seeing how the limp huddling strin…