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 The Ache Of Marriage by Denise Levertov 
						The ache of marriage:
 thigh and tongue, beloved,
 are heavy with it,
 it throbs in the teeth
 
 We look for communion
 and are turned away, beloved,
 each and each
 
 It is leviathan and we
 in its belly
 looking for joy, some joy
 not to be known outside it
 
 two by two in the ark of
 the ache of it.
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