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my love sleeps besides me—
in the faint light—l see his manly jaw
give away—and the mouth of his
boyhood returns
with a softness softer
its sensitiveness trembling
in stillness
his eyes must have look out
wonderously from the cave of the little
boy
[...]
but will he look like this when he is dead
oh unbearable fact inevitable
yet sooner would i rather his love die
than/or him?