HOW WOULD IT BE IF I LOVED

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How would it be if I loved any heart,
Any mouth, any hands, any ears,
Tasting kisses of whatever lips pursued my lips
And I pursued this universal love for years?
How would this condition me to grasp what is mine
In this moment, my Eurydice, before, in the dark
Your face disappears forever?

Shall I surrender to what philosophers know:
All flesh is one, as I turn and watch you go?

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