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I THOUGHT you loved me.
No, it was only fun. | |
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When we stood there, closer than all?
Well, the harvest moon | |
| Was shining and queer in your hair, and it turned my head. | |
That made you?
Yes.
Just the moon and the light it made | |
Under the tree?
Well, your mouth too.
Yes, my mouth? | 5 |
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| And the quiet there that sang like the drum in the booth. | |
You shouldn’t have danced like that.
Like what?
So close, | |
| With your head turned up, and the flower in your hair, a rose | |
That smelt all warm.
I loved you. I thought you knew | |
| I wouldn’t have danced like that with any but you. | 10 |
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| I didn’t know. I thought you knew it was fun. | |
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I thought it was love you meant.
Well, it’s done.
Yes, it’s done. | |
| I’ve seen boys stone a blackbird, and watched them drown | |
| A kitten … it clawed at the reeds, and they pushed it down | |
| Into the pool while it screamed. Is that fun, too? | 15 |
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Well, boys are like that … Your brothers …
Yes, I know. | |
| But you, so lovely and strong! Not you! Not you! | |
| They don’t understand it’s cruel. It’s only a game. | |
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And are girls fun, too?
No, still in a way it’s the same. | |
It’s queer and lovely to have a girl …
Go on. | 20 |
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| It makes you mad for a bit to feel she’s your own, | |
| And you laugh and kiss her, and maybe you give her a ring; | |
But it’s only in fun.
But I gave you everything. | |
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| Well, you shouldn’t have done it—you know what a fellow thinks | |
When a girl does that.
Yes, he talks of her over his drinks | 25 |
And calls her a—
Stop that, now—I thought you knew. | |
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| But it wasn’t with anyone else—it was only you. | |
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| How did I know? I thought you wanted it too— | |
| I thought you were like the rest. Well, what’s to be done? | |
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To be done?
Is it all right?
Yes.
Sure?
Yes, but why? | 30 |
| I don’t know—I thought you were going to cry— | |
You said you had something to tell me.
Yes, I know. | |
| It wasn’t anything really … I think I’ll go. | |
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| Yes, it’s late. There’s thunder about, a drop of rain | |
| Fell on my hand in the dark. I’ll see you again | 35 |
| At the dance next week. You’re sure that everything’s right? | |
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Yes.
Well, I’ll be going.
Kiss me …
Good night.
Good night. | |
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