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sex poem

ich bin eine Frau
wir waren nicht viele
in Ihren Armen war ruhige Freude
ich singe Ihnen
wie wild, wie Hexe-wie sonderbares, das das Leben sein sollte
auf und ab geht ihn
wenn Sie heute abend kommen
welches hält
ich sah die archangels in meinem Apfel-Baum gestern Abend
unnachgiebige Vergangenheit des thou
bis zu ihrem Raumfenster
geben Sie mir Hunger
bewiesen im Schimmer in Ihren Augen


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