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From Chaos & Void
10
September 2007
Leeds,
England
It
scarcely seems possible,
That ten
months have elapsed,
¿Where
went the days and hours,
That once
so slowly spent?
¿Was
it in smiles and laughter,
Or, —
Furtive eye glances?
No, —
That was not all of it,
There was
illness and sadness,
Enough to
form days and nights,
But never
violent storms,
That could
uproot love tender,
So
carefully tended,
Or heart’s
sure course intended,
Thou, —
my only temptress.