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The truth of love. The truth of love. Might a man, in his life, have two loves in share Have delight in Rubens, yet be sweet on Lowry Stick-thin black lines, yet love a fullness of care To fascinate over, the stark and sweetest flowery All poets have an abundance of emotion’s play To see a beauty in all, to know sensual delights Do not the stars give such psychological sway That love is for warm days and a cool of nights I confess, I follow what a poor poet heart feels And I love within imagination’s finest groove And, if this be the rut, which tracks my wheels Allow me the privilege of my heart’s move Thought’s run may have two loves in share But truth is, one love is all one heart can bear |
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