she came into my dream
tall and young
with hair of gold
and glaucous eyes
and she made love to me
boldly
thank you my dear thank you
but why make love to an old man why
i am death
she said
smiling
i waited for you these many years
and now i will take you to my home among the swinging stars
where the atoms dance their saraband and numbers become real
where there is no time no space no joy no pain
only that which is
serene … come, my love
tall and young
with hair of gold
and glaucous eyes
she made love to me
FORT MILEY HOSPITAL
BERK MARCH 20 50
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