Kenneth Rexroth Quotes

Towards the end of the night, as trucks rumbled In the streets, you stirred, cuddled to me, And spoke my name. Your voice was the voice Of a girl who had never known loss Of love, betrayal, mistrust, or lie.
Kenneth Rexroth
Kenneth Rexroth

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