my darling,
do not imagine, because you find these lines in your private book that i have been trespassing. you know i have not-- and where else shall i leave a love-letter? for i long to write you a love-letter tonight. you are all about me -- i seem to breathe you, hear you, feel you in me and of me.
what am i doing here?! you are away.i
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