Poem for the day
Two Fragments
Love holds me captive again
and I tremble with bitterweet longing
As a gale on the mountainside bends the oak tree
I am rocked by my love
and I tremble with bitterweet longing
As a gale on the mountainside bends the oak tree
I am rocked by my love
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