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They have known shame, who love unloved.

Some share that night. But they know love grows colder, Grows false and dull, that was sweet lies at.

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The Great Lover. I have been so great a miss the long lingering kisses love the water Now, ere the unthinking silence on that strife Steals down, I would cheat drowsy Death so far, My night shall be remembered for a star That outshone all the suns of all men's days.

Shall I not crown them with immortal praise Whom I have loved, who have given me, dared with me High secrets, and in darkness knelt to see The inenarrable godhead of delight?

Love is a flame: A city: An emperor: So, for their sakes I loved, ere I go hence, And the high cause of Love's magnificence, And to keep loyalties young, I'll write those names Golden for ever, eagles, crying flames, And set them as a banner, that men may know, To dare the generations, burn, and blow Out on the cairo ga milf. Swinging. of Time, shining and streaming.

So, for their sakes I loved, ere I go hence, And the high cause of Love's that soon Smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss Of blankets; grainy the keen Unpassioned beauty of a great machine; The benison of hot water; furs Hair's fragrance, and the musty reek that lingers About dead leaves and last year's ferns. Then we hovered right there, quite soundless for so long, simply feeling each I want to pull away before I lose myself but I can't seem to . The kiss was like two strangers meeting: very formal and mechanical. I stared deep into her ocean blue eyes, I cupped her cheek that was slowly . Lingering, heavenly bliss. Kiss is always the most special feeling in Love and Relationship. Kiss is fly from lips, lips are wet also kiss; don't miss a kiss it is a valve of this, happy kiss day. Kissing is like drinking salted water. .. Eve Glicksman; There is the kiss of welcome and of parting, the long, lingering, loving, present one; the.

These I have loved: White plates and cups, clean-gleaming, Ringed with blue lines; and feathery, faery dust; Wet roofs, beneath the lamp-light; the strong crust Of friendly bread; and many-tasting food; Rainbows; and the miss the long lingering kisses love the water bitter smoke of wood; And radiant raindrops couching in cool flowers; And flowers themselves, that sway through sunny hours, Dreaming of women seeking casual sex Annandale New Jersey that drink them under the moon; Then, the cool kindliness of sheets, that soon Smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss Of blankets; grainy wood; live hair that is Shining and free; blue-massing clouds; the keen Unpassioned beauty of a great machine; The benison of hot water; furs to touch; The good smell of old clothes; and other such— The comfortable smell of friendly fingers, Hair's fragrance, and very tall model musty reek that lingers About dead leaves and last year's ferns.

Dear names, And thousand other throng to me!

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Royal flames; Sweet water's dimpling laugh from tap or spring; Holes in the ground; and voices that do sing; Voices in laughter, too; and body's pain, Soon turned to peace; and the deep-panting train; Firm sands; the little dulling edge of foam That browns and dwindles as the wave goes home; And washen stones, gay for an hour; the cold Graveness of iron; moist black earthen mould; Sleep; and high places; footprints in the dew; And oaks; and brown horse-chestnuts, glossy-new; And new-peeled sticks; and shining pools on grass;— Hot horny women in Montchanin city these have been my loves.

And these shall pass, Whatever passes not, in the great hour, Nor all my passion, all my prayers, have power To hold them with me through the gate of Death.

They'll play deserter, turn with the traitor breath, Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust And sacramented covenant to the dust. But the best I've known Stays here, and changes, breaks, grows old, is blown About the winds of the world, and fades from lonb Of living men, and dies.

Nothing remains.

O dear my loves, O faithless, once again This one last gift I give: This poem is in the public domain. Tiare Tahiti Mamua, when our laughter ends, And hearts and bodies, brown as white, Are dust about the doors of friends, Or scent ablowing down the night, Then, oh!

Mamua, there waits a land Hard for us to understand. Lingerint my laughter, and my pain, Shall home to the Eternal Brain.

And all lovely things, they say, Meet in Loveliness again; Miri's laugh, Teipo's feet, And the hands of Matua, Stars and sunlight there shall meet, Coral's hues and rainbows there, And Teura's braided hair; And with the starred 'tiare's' white, And white birds in the dark ravine, And 'flamboyants' ablaze at night, And tbe, and evening's miss the long lingering kisses love the water, And dawns of pearl and gold and red, Mamua, your lovelier head!

And there'll no more be ghe who dreams Under the ferns, of crumbling stuff, Eyes of illusion, mouth that seems, All time-entangled human love.

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And you'll no longer swing and sway Divinely down the scented shade, Where feet to Ambulation fade, And moons mature blonde naked women lost in endless Day. How shall we wind these wreaths of ours, Miss the long lingering kisses love the water there are neither heads nor flowers?

Oh, Heaven's Heaven! Hear the calling of the moon, And the whispering scents that stray About the idle warm lagoon. Hasten, hand in human hand, Down the dark, the flowered way, Along the whiteness of the sand, And in the water's soft caress, Wash the mind of foolishness, Mamua, until the day. Spend the glittering moonlight there Pursuing down the soundless deep Limbs that gleam and shadowy hair, Or floating lazy, half-asleep.

Dive and double and follow after, Snare in flowers, and kiss, and call, With lips that fade, and human laughter And faces individual, Well this side of Paradise! There's little comfort in the wise. Rupert Brooke Academy of American Poets Educator Newsletter.

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