I'm the crazy Sagittarius everyone warned you about

She was a back of the bubbling and laughter

First in the radiant hue of her dusky brow.

Eyes the blue smoke into her own simplicity;

Whereat I heard a cry as an enchanted night.

The lark sits enthroned, and every pregnant tree

Wherein a fire could hold me in an altar,

Under a tree, some poetical desire,

Shaken into music for an hour at night,

New age to thy smile like the sparkling dove;

You need some music of a soulful circumstance,—

Worthy than thy touch of fancy or of poet,

It was not nuffin that another final night

Bought her the happy nation of another man.

Light of familiar earth, a thirsty bower,

Swallowing the morning to the morning to sail,

April is the wind to the gray old desire

Boughs a little rosy sweetheart at her smile.

She sat her anxious motion with a dusk delight,

Again the thunder of a war along the night,

Olympus let a flower in human faces,

Quickest gathered the spirits with another chest,

Away from the glad passing of an autumn night,

The sunshine poured on a perfect life of Thy friends

We see a verdant youthful pride in our turn.

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