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Cotton Smith


Poems of Cotton Smith

1. Virgin Sky 5/5/2013

Virgin Sky

I kissed the virgin sky,
I sung to the moon a lullaby,
A summer mourned my lost,
A white frost tossed me to the dead.

Sing to me the song to be sung,
About the moon and the sun,
The way the sky gives up its life,
A long moaning sacrifice,

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