62 To Douglas Some people dress up in sly stones when they lie, But you undress and show your tight strings -- Your eyes would tell and shoulders would speak, When you are frightened to look in my eyes. And I will learn of the noose that you twine To hold your eyes below silent stones, To hide the tender curve of your bones, When you are frightened to look in my eyes. And that is why don't be frightened to lie, To sound with the strings which coil in a noose And whisper, low, of stones you should lose, When you are frightened to look in my eyes.







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