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stolen by your sway

sweet muse,
i, a Prince,
am but a
pauper in your
wake, begging
for the crumbs
that fall from
other satisfied
chins. i
am stolen
by your
sway my
dear.
perhaps, if
chance should
find me
wanting,
you would
bend low and
give me a
taste.

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9 thoughts on “stolen by your sway

  1. So, here I am, drawn by your ridiculously kind comment, and directed here, in particular by our mutual friend Marian.

    And I am without intelligent things to say, in part because this is just like music, and talking about music? is like dancing about architecture. And yes, I borrowed that line.

    So, yes. Yes. All of that.

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