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Opal a poem
by Amy Lowell 


Amy Lowell
Opal

You are ice and fire,
The touch of you burns my hands like snow.
You are cold and flame.
You are the crimson of amaryllis,
The silver of moon-touched magnolias.
When I am with you,
My heart is a frozen pond
Gleaming with agitated torches

Amy Lowell
Opal

 

 
Opal poem
Amy Lowell 

 

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