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Lilacs —
They stand in the doorways
on the business streets with a sneer
on their faces
adorned with blossoms
Out of their sweet heads
dark kisses — rough faces
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The sea that encloses her young body
ula lu la lu
is the sea of many arms —
The blazing secrecy of noon is undone
and and and
the broken sand is the sound of love
The flesh is firm that turns in the sea
O la la
the sea that is cold with dead mens' tears
Deeply the wooing that penetrated
to the edge of the sea
returns in the plash of the waves
