I wanted to reach out across the table tavern and grab his thin, hard shoulders to kiss. After midnight I really kissed him, and kissed many more nights after that. My love for Louis was so strong that she could hardly bear my soul and body. Sometimes I wake up in the moonlight and watched his face while he was asleep, his copper skin and sinewy hands, thinking how I would die at the same moment of love for him. Finally, the Duke decided to take Edward and give support to our great enterprise. As before, I had to hire and train for swimming tiny Royal Navy.
Prairie Schooner, vol. 73, no. 2, Summer 1999
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