A long hot lovely fruitful December
when in that summer you were with me
I do over and over now remember
as if no such summer will ever be
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Where silver candlesticks guards against the darkness
I hear the dripping of water that falls
and over the windowsill novelties are displayed,
the candlelight in the bathroom flickers dimly
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(after William Shakespeare)
Where to and about you are written in my poetry
people do about our love and our feelings know
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In every beautiful flashing memory
there are pieces of recall,
as if again moments want to unfold
while they do return to my thoughts.
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