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Thin Love

Love,
the rope that binds two hearts,
the cord that fetters two breasts,
the twine that enchains two bosoms,
the thread that holds two passions,
the bark that stiffens two paths.

A few dusks ago,
ours was as thick as diamond.
Oh, this dawn, it faded.
This dawn it melted.
At this gleam, it faded into waned,
This dawn it melted into spineti.

Thin our love became,
like a teardrop, it dried on the chin;
like the moon that shone
at the darkest hour,
it vanished at dawn.

Thin our love became,
like the man filled with the vigour of youth,
then frail and grey.
Thinner our love became,
like a candle in the wind,
off it went.

Our love waned.

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