Vera Pavlova Biography

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Run away with you? Gladly!
Share your shelter and journey?
Simpler to straighten a rainbow,
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One shouldn't look, but I do
at the beggar rummaging in the dump,
at the gays kissing on a bench,
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O the childish fear of loss
with which the first-form girl
gropes inside her dress, her chemise
for the key on a ribbon
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It's quiet, as in time of war.
I lie on my back, alone,
and sense how your seeds
are dying inside me,
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Am I lovely? Of course!
Breathlessly I taste
the subtle compliment
of a handmade caress.
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