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I love poetry, and sometimes I get poems in my email box. Today I received this one:
"Who will winter my immortality"
Who will winter my immortality
with me? Who will thaw with me?
Come what may, I shall never trade
the earthly love for the subterranean.
I still have time to turn
into flowers, clay, white-eyed memory...
But while we are mortal, my love, to you
nothing will be denied.
with me? Who will thaw with me?
Come what may, I shall never trade
the earthly love for the subterranean.
I still have time to turn
into flowers, clay, white-eyed memory...
But while we are mortal, my love, to you
nothing will be denied.
Her website :: verapavlova.us


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