Let me celebrate you. I Have never known anyone More beautiful than you. I Walking beside you, watching You move beside me, watching That still grace of hand and thigh, Watching your face change with words You do not say, watching your Solemn eyes as they turn to me, Or turn inward, full of knowing, Slow or quick, watching your full Lips part and smile or turn grave, Watching your narrow waist, your Proud buttocks in their grace, like A sailing swan, an animal, Free, your own, and never To be subjugated, but Abandoned, as I am to you, Overhearing your perfect Speech of motion, of love and
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