there we loved
and laid our heads,
there, exquisitely you touched
and there I was unwound,
your lover, and
now our hands unclasp
and now I bid you leave.
and in my hand, one acorn
that you will never see.
acorn
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there we loved
and laid our heads,
there, exquisitely you touched
and there I was unwound,
your lover, and
now our hands unclasp
and now I bid you leave.
and in my hand, one acorn
that you will never see.