” A Love Song ”

REJECT me not if I should say to
I do forget the sounding of your
I do forget your eyes that
searching through
The mists perceive our marriage,
and rejoice.
Yet, when the apple-blossom
opens wide

Under the pallid moonlight’s
I see your blanched face at my
breast, and hide
My eyes from diligent work,
Ah, then, upon my bedroom I do
The blind to hide the garden,
where the moon

Enjoys the open blossoms as they
Their beauty for his taking, boon
for boon.
And I do lift my aching arms to
And I do lift my anguished, avid
And I do weep for very pain of

And fling myself at the doors of
sleep, for rest.
And I do toss through the
troubled night for you,
Dreaming your yielded mouth is
given to mine,
Feeling your strong breast carry
me on into
The peace where sleep is
stronger even than wine.


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