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Message: <blockquote data-quote="neroshan" data-source="post: 1429965" data-attributes="member: 8568"><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><strong><p style="text-align: center"><span style="color: Blue">Will You Be My Valentine?</span></p><p></strong></span><strong><p style="text-align: center"><span style="color: Blue"></span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">Love at the lips was touch</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">As sweet as I could bear;</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">And once that  seemed too much;</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">I lived on air</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">That  crossed me  from  sweet  things,</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">The flow of  - was it musk</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">From hidden grapevine springs</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">Down  hill at dusk?</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">I had the  swirl and ache</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">From sprays  of  honeysuckle</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">That  when  they re  gathered  shake</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">Dew  on  the knuckle.</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">I craved strong sweets, but  those</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">Seemed strong when I was young;</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">The petal  of  the rose</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">It was that stung.</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">Now  no joy  but  lacks  salt</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">That is  not dashed with pain</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">And weariness and fault;</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">I crave the stain</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">Of tears, the aftermark</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">Of almost  too much love,</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">The sweet of bitter bark</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">And burning clove.</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">When stiff  and sore  and  scarred</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">I take away my hand  </span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">From leaning on  it  hard</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">In grass and  sand </span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue"></span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">The hurt  is not  enough:</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">I long for weight  and strength</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">To feel the earth as rough</span></p></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: Blue">To all  my length.</span></p><p></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>

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