Voices locked in promises,
who dares disturb the future
or to wrinkle now with words,
even if to say I love you,
have loved you, will love you?
Did Mrs. Browning mean as much
to Robert as she has meant to troops
of women wanting to swap theirs
for a Robert?)
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