I once wrote
Affectionately
About your pink skirt;
I thought my heart would break
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This city
Is vastly plagued with loneliness.
I’m looking for Van Morrison’s
Brown-eyed girl
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Often, in a family,
The youngest girl
Is the prettiest;
She’s born
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I live day by day
Through whispered prayers at dawn
Seeing flowers still growing
In the yards of abandoned homes
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Love is a gorgeous grave
That steals your heart
With flowery desires and dreams
Easily cherished but impossible to save.
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Who is your wife
In this starless life?
Will she bring a smile
Or a dowry of heartbreak and strife?
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Will I ever find you again
My lost and lovely friend
In this dark world
That conspires against love?
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The marvelous music of the river flowing,
The serene meadow and the shy deer,
I dream there are no cars,
No hum of engines and the modern world,
...
If I close my eyes,
I can see you in a floral dress,
Happy and smiling;
I fall in love with you
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Li Po liked to drink
Beneath the intoxicating moon
And write illuminating poetry
More translucent than a thousand stars
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