I know it is not Poetry day, but I am at the college, and needed a place to paste this poem. It is by one of my favorite poets.
I Am Not Yours
I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light.
Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out My senses, leave me deaf and blind, Swept by the tempest of your love, A taper in a rushing wind.
-Sara Teasdale
1 comment:
Interesting poem. I'd love to hear your take on it. Everyone gets a different message from one poem. Reading it once it makes me think of someone wanting to be loved by another but it just isn't happening.
Oh as for my brother, I sure hope his shirt won't be off! That would be scary!
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