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Poem by Madison Julius Cawein
I. The cactus and the aloe bloom Beneath the window of your room; Your window where, at evenfall, Beneath the twilight's first pale star, You linger, tall and spiritual, And hearken my guitar. It is the hour When every flower Is wooed by moth or bee Would, would you were the flower, dear, And I the moth to draw you near, To draw you near to me, My dear, To draw you near to me. II. The jasmine and bignonia spill Their balm around your windowsill; The sill where, when magnolia-white, In foliage mists, the moon hangs far, You lean with bright deep eyes of night And hearken my guitar. It is the hour When from each flower The wind woos fragrances Would, would you were the flower, love, And I the wind to breathe above, To breathe above and kiss, My love, To breathe above and kiss.
Madison Julius Cawein
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