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The Way

The Way

My love’s manners in bed
Are not to be discussed by me,
As mine by her
I would not credit comment upon gracefully.

Yet I ride by the margin of that lake in
The wood, the castle,
And the excitement of strongholds;
And have a small boy’s notion of doing good.

Oh well, I will say here,
Knowing each man,
Let you find a good wife too,
And love her as hard as you can.



Poem The Way - Robert Creeley
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