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Pegasus, v. 2, issue 1, Summer 1943
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Pegasus TO MARIE To hear the sound of twilit skies When you are mile on mile afar, Brings to my eve-dimmed waiting eyes Some fantasy of night's first star. The flitting of that homeward dove Recalls that we were youthful, young Who loved to fight and fought for love; Yet outs if now a long lost tongue. Wild pulses voiced ecstatic joy As our delight rose to extreme, You, a girl -- I, no more than boy; Can this be but an eve's strange dream? But now the night has cloaked this sphere, To leave us once more far apart; You may seen far, but you're so near With thought just press just heart to heart. --Joe Fortier
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Pegasus TO MARIE To hear the sound of twilit skies When you are mile on mile afar, Brings to my eve-dimmed waiting eyes Some fantasy of night's first star. The flitting of that homeward dove Recalls that we were youthful, young Who loved to fight and fought for love; Yet outs if now a long lost tongue. Wild pulses voiced ecstatic joy As our delight rose to extreme, You, a girl -- I, no more than boy; Can this be but an eve's strange dream? But now the night has cloaked this sphere, To leave us once more far apart; You may seen far, but you're so near With thought just press just heart to heart. --Joe Fortier
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