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<h2> LOVE’S LANGUAGE </h2>
<p>Just now a wave of perfume floated up<br/>
To greet my senses as I broke the seal<br/>
Of her short letter; and I still can feel<br/>
It stir me as a saint the holy cup.<br/>
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The missive lies there,—but a few plain words:<br/>
A thought about a song, a note of praise,<br/>
And social duties such as fill the days<br/>
Of women; then a thing that undergirds<br/>
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The phrases like a psalm: a line that reads—<br/>
“I wish that you were coming!” Why, it lies<br/>
Upon my heart like blossoms on the skies,<br/>
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Like breath of balm upon the clover meads.<br/>
The perfumed words soothe me into a dream;<br/>
My thoughts float to her on the scented stream.<br/></p>
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