And this was also love: to lie beneath
Your body (that sweet burden) and belong
To you completely, almost: feel you breathe
Above & through me, there. But I’ve been wrong
Too badly, since, too often, don’t deserve
To touch even the earth that touched your feet,
Or share yr space: then how much less to curve
My limbs into your curves, become yr seat.
O let my dreaming lie as lightly round
Your shoulders as a shawl. And let my words
Not hurt but only brush you with their sound -
Fly quickly thru your consciousness like birds
And let you come & go as freely as
My mouth allows the air, and ears do music.
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