Poem by Lesbia Harford

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You may have other loves,
Red mouths to kiss.
Why should you lose
That loveliness for this?
No loveliness of mine
That comes and goes
Wild-fuchsia-like,
Need blind you to the rose.
So I, who bless
Your hot and passionate ways,
Still need the starry loves
Of virgin days.

1. How funny it would be if dreamy I
2. O little year, cram full of duty
3. Machinist Talking
4. Each morning I pass on my way to work
5. Closing Time: Public Library

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