And how I kissed you then and you kissed me shy as though I’d never been your lover
The Song, Leonard Cohen
E. River, James Jowers, 1968
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She herself had had a deep sense of poetry; she remembered going to sleep with Shelley under her pillow.
The Last September, Elizabeth Bowen
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I want what world there is behind your eyes
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