Your Hair Be Beautiful
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Your hair be beautiful that
You may tear into it:
With eyes of tears
And
There beauty will not hover
Just
But make her shrine.
There
The
Emotions will rest:
And
There to sweet Beauty
Be dissolved.
For
What be more happy
In its transformation
Even from the breast-heaving
Emotions to beauty?
Beautiful the physical expanding
To and fro rising and
Falling
Of the breast:
Yet
More beautiful its transformation
To beauty
In the scents and masks
Of early dusk
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