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As our partners trace their graceful arabesques above
They pause; stoop down to guide our own more rustic figure
And thus we weave the skeins of new-found love.
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Emerging from our past lives’ wreckage, our fondest dreams stove
In; what should we do but grow love from grief? How else endure
As our partners trace their graceful arabesques above?
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Your lambent eyes spark tender mischief; your dulcet lips move
Mine to heave profoundly lovelorn sighs, impassioned and impure
And thus we weave the skeins of new-found love.
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Along your steep-bowed curving hips my swift hands rove
And we make life-affirming love; our steps grow firm and sure,
As our partners trace their graceful arabesques above,
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Locked fierce together, till passion’s spent, till it behove
Your lovely dead horse to ride once more
And thus we weave the skeins of new-found love.
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Slow we grasp our four-hand measure, tough as it may prove
Finding life again, companionship and pleasure
As our partners trace their graceful arabesques above
And thus we weave the skeins of new found love.
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TD
2018
Eponymous 