.Soothe the young man's sweating forehead
Touch the naked stem held hidden there
Safe in such dark hayseed wired nest
Then his light brown eyes are quick
Once touch is what he thought was grip
'Tis not his hands those there, but mine
And, safe, my hands do seek to gain
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