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  1. I love the way the poem starts with direct address, Carol, short and sweet, as if I’ve been discovered in the act, and then those beautiful lines:
    ‘cheeks still glittering
    with last night’s sand
    and your head
    so heavy in my palms
    that I thought it a moon’.

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