I wish I knew what part of you
First claimed my unsuspecting heart.
Was it your eyes, your voice, your hair
That of my life became a part?
Your manly form, so straight and tall,
Is but a clay mask after all
That covers all that I love best;
Your heart, your love. Take all the rest.
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