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Robert J. Levy

Love must be told at all hours
how beautiful it is, how rare,
how flesh-necessary; love should
be allowed to tire us, to work
itself out through our fingertips,
our tongues, our teeth; love must eat us
so we may find it delicious,
so our lovers may seem like fruit,
we are always biting into
for the first time.

— Robert J. Levy, from “On Making Love after Having Made Love,” Poetry (February 1990)

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