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Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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ROMANCE

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Claude McKay·1889–1948·communist
o clasp you now and feel your head close-pressed,Scented and warm against my beating breast; To whisper soft and quivering your name,And drink the passion burning in your frame; To lie at full length, taut, with cheek to cheek,And tease your mouth with kisses till you speak Love words, mad words, dream words, sweet senseless words,Melodious like notes of mating birds; To hear you ask if I shall love always,And myself answer: Till the end of days;