I am not Yours, Sara Teasdale

[toujours_nigel]

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.

Comments

[nyctanthes]

Your poetry posts have been across the board lovely. Thanks for doing this.

[toujours_nigel]

Thank you! I always mean to do Poetry Month, but usually can't get organised enough.

[musesfool]

Oh I like this one a lot.

[toujours_nigel]

It's one of my favourites.

[breathedout]

Echoing sjnt; I've been enjoying all these posts tremendously.

[toujours_nigel]

I'm glad.