Marilyn and Blanche

I always fall in love; I always, always do,
If you touch my life, with your words and kind eyes;
And if, at first, I think you are seeming true,
There will be this heart that will tell you no lies.

But it shall devour the love you have to give,
Since it experienced hungers of its own;
For that, it shall quiet readily forgive
Each teardrop, past pain, each sigh, every moan.

But you will leave, so it readies for heartbreak:
It is aware of love and all its dangers;
And to diminish the blow of each mistake
Makes me depend on the kindness of strangers.

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