THE KISS
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o these I turn, in these I trust;Brother Lead and Sister Steel.To his blind power I make appeal;I guard her beauty clean from rust. He spins and burns and loves the air,And splits a skull to win my praise;But up the nobly marching daysShe glitters naked, cold and fair. Sweet Sister, grant your soldier this;That in good fury he may feelThe body where he sets his heelQuail from your downward darting kiss.
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