if i had chance
to live again
return my age -golden bough
outline the breast
“i had chosen you”
with gentle step
and languid kiss
poetry to sink my heart
graciously held our cup
of wicked red
scorns our bed
had
i chosen you.
if i had chance
if i had chance
to live again
return my age -golden bough
outline the breast
“i had chosen you”
with gentle step
and languid kiss
poetry to sink my heart
graciously held our cup
of wicked red
scorns our bed
had
i chosen you.
seasons: a poetic journey 
Marvelous piece Jeanne
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