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  Strive to escape;With her whiteness revealing my sunken worldTall and loftily shadowed. But the moonNever magnolia-like unfurled  Her white, her lamp-like shape.
  For you told me no,And bade me not to ask for the dourCommunion, offering—“a better thing.”So I lay on your breast for an obscure hour  Feeling your fingers go
  Like a rhythmic breezeOver my hair, and tracing my brows,Till I knew you not from a little wind:—I wonder now if God allows  Us only one moment his keys.
  If only thenYou could have unlocked the moon on the night,And I baptized myself in the lightOf your love; we both have entered then the white  Pure passion, and never again.
  I wonder if onlyYou had taken me then, how differentLife would have been: should I have spentMyself in waste, and you have bent  Your pride, through being lonely?

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