Vera Pavlova Poems

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Run away with you? Gladly!
Share your shelter and journey?
Simpler to straighten a rainbow,
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One shouldn't look, but I do
at the beggar rummaging in the dump,
at the gays kissing on a bench,
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O the childish fear of loss
with which the first-form girl
gropes inside her dress, her chemise
for the key on a ribbon
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It's quiet, as in time of war.
I lie on my back, alone,
and sense how your seeds
are dying inside me,
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Am I lovely? Of course!
Breathlessly I taste
the subtle compliment
of a handmade caress.
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He marked the page with a match
and fell asleep in mid-kiss,
while I, a queen bee
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I am in love, hence free to live
by heart, to ad lib as I caress.
A soul is light when full,
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Multiplying in a column M by F
do we get one or two as a result?
May the body stay glued to the soul,
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Only she who has breast-fed
knows how beautiful the ear is.
Only they who have been breast-fed
know the beauty of the clavicle.
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Those who are asleep in the earth
have an avian sense of the way.
Gone, they sleep with shoes on,
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