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The Open blossoms draw Their pain from you;
And I fling myself And I do weep for the troubled night of you,
Dreaming at the doors of sleep for your yielded mouth;
Feeling your strong breast carry my heart to rest.
And I do hurl through aching arms to you;
And I draw The blinds to hide the Sins of night;
For do not forget the eyes that search the dark for the sounding of your voice;
And I at your breast will hide from life as you open wide Under the pallid moonlight;
The mists of anguish lift And I do lift my head to the window,
To see the garden where the moon Enjoys the cooling rain,
And lays its weary head upon a pillow of apple-blossom,
Oh, to know again When the apple-blossom is in bloom;
So The Open blossoms may draw Their pain from you.
So That The Open blossoms may draw Their pain from you.
In the chilling night, of the terrified heart,
I ran to you,
And found you weeping, among the blossoms,
As if it was they, who had stolen your dreams.
From a memory, of the chiselled night, of a dream I once had,
I swept you into my aching heart,
So once more, the open blossoms, could draw their pain from you.
Once more, the open blossoms, could draw their pain, from you.
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