James Goldsmith

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The Woman

She is the saviour,
She is the sight,
She gives a secret, shouldered bite.
At her mercy, before love begins,
I stand before the woman's light.

And when I retired,
And when I awoke,
The woman drew forward, like solid smoke,
One for the other, the other for the one,
She is the woman, and I her cloak.

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