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[for Swedening. whose soul is in Heaven; whose

shoes are in Connecticut or Sweden; and whose

unshod footsteps are all over my regret for my

cowardice---1977-79]

Past the age when their kisses are mine, or their

exquisite beauty (mostly long-haired) clothed or

naked, their grass-stained bare feet:  nothing of them,

mine.  But my words can declare their coupling and

intimate pleasures . . .

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Swedening, I should have loved you when the chance presented itself.  I was too much of a

coward to defy the inhibitions that had made me ashamed of my own nature and its

needs, and I ignored yours as well.  Despite your good humor, and kindness to me, the

need in your eyes was very present, and I was too naive to offer a solution.  Just by

living in the same dormitory, you taught me to love semi-sheer socks, as you could

never keep your shoes on.

Starward