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Ah !  Love !  how fierce that night ! 
With what unsung desire 
Thy lips and mouth were bright, 
In mine eye to give light, 
And fire to kindle fire. 
 
Ah Love !  nor king nor queen 
Of mine exhaustless flame, 
But comrade of my teen, 
Spouse of that epicene 
Incontinence of shame. 
 
Twin Love !  Soul’s dual spouse, 
Dream-serpent of my life, 
Rose-garland of my brows 
Within that ivory house, 
Sex with itself at strife. 
 
Were I a wanton stream, 
Thou mightest bathe in me, 
Yet in that happy dream 
Methought my heart did deem 
We mingled utterly. 
 
O sexless !  deathless !  fair 
Beyond the world to me,