You are like startled song-wings against my heart Which flutters like a harp-string wounded By too much quivering music. You cover me with a blue dream-robe Whose silk ripples out like imaged water. And when, for a moment, you leave, I am a black sky awaiting its moon. If I could be moonlight scattered out Over the blowing dark blue hair Or kneeling flowing crystal breezes Breathing a litany of pale odors; If I could be moonlight scattered out Over the whispers meeting in your heart, The marriage of our souls would be No more complete than now. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TRASH MEN by CHARLES BUKOWSKI WHAT THING A BIRD WOULD LOVE by ROBERT FROST THE DAY OF THE DEAD SOLDIERS; MARY 30, 1869 by EMMA LAZARUS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JOSEPH DIXON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |