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KNOTTED IN THE DANCE Our eyes in a silent promise locked, The way only strangers can Perhaps foretelling of lovers’s, unfrocked. Languored and breathless ran. You, I Think, blushed in surprise, Though I really don’t remember, For I, like a thief rushed window pried, Saw only endless splendour. Your face laying against my chest explored And traced the furrow’d line Though indifferent to that wound ignored, The scar I tried to hide &...
