The SunBoys and girls, come out to playBefore the river runs away,While you are fluid, unafraid,Beneath my light and shadow skim,Before this folded gloom is dimAnd limb no longer follows limbDancing under spotted shade.
For dancing were your bodies made:Before the roses of you fade,Find your meaning for the mouthWhile I lean south; while I go west,Find your meaning for the rest.
The Sun ChildThrow back your head and fly with me—Love me, chase me, lie with me;Follow, sweetheart of the sun,Turn and follow where I runBetween blue vineyards and fruit-trees—Fall down and kiss me on the knees!Pant beside me while I pickBerries for you from the thickBlue-jeweled branches. Crush them red,Not on your mouth—on mine instead!
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