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Remove Her Necklace
City Park and a path of flowers at dusk,
The dream-inducing night;
I’m in love, I’m in love
With her Christmas heart
And wait for her to meet me
A quarter past midnight.
In a primitive motel,
We’ll rest from the highway,
I’ll remove her necklace
And kiss the nape of her neck;
I’ll remove her glasses
And kiss her delicate eyes
Of inner vision,
She is all I desire to see.
poem
by
Uriah Hamilton
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