you like

                                                          you like
                                                          some strange
                                                          shy beautiful
                                                          fragrant flower
                                                          with your
                                                          fair face
                                                          turned away
                                                          from the sun
                                                          your delicate
                                                          head held down
                                                          as if wilting away
                                                          so white
                                                          so pale
                                                          as if passing
                                                          from life
                                                          and embracing
                                                          death



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