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Anything by Robert Frost, and 2 poems of my own:
Intoxication
Your love is coursing through me
like sweet wine through my blood
It intoxicates and exhilerates me
soon, I hope, to flood
My heart will overflow soon
from this dizzying liquor
but the way it's filling up now
it couldn't flow any quicker
From this sweet intoxication
I taste inside my heart
I hope I never come to sober
and that we never part.
Ivy
You and I are two vines
tangled, twisted around each other
on each other, in each other
grasping on, holding on
only two, I around you
loving you, feeling you
inside and out, twisted about
having you, wanting you
around me, tangled up inside me
only two
you love me and I love you
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Teg yw edrych tuag adref.
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