1. The great stars wheel in the sky Imperceptibly dying;

And I who love you, Atthis,

Why do I demand a better augur?

2. I was glad when you said, Your body the length of mine, "Who are you?"

poems for L.

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3. Do not be afraid when you cannot

Keep me in your mind.

I want to be a sweet habit That you never remember, That you never forget.

4. I see the young men look at you, I see the young girls bring you gifts.

I am frightened by your beauty, Atthis,

By the longing that turns you to me.

-Ann Wooster

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