I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, And reach'd till you felt.
Have you outstript the rest?
Toward twelve there in the beams of the moon they surrender.I am satisfied-I see, dance, laugh, sing; As the hugging and loving bed-fellow sleeps at my side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread, Leaving me baskets cover'd with white towels swelling the house with their plenty, Shall.Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?I anchor my ship for a little while only, My messengers continually cruise away or bring their returns.52 The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering.My rendezvous is appointed, it is certain, The Lord will be there and wait till I come on perfect terms, The great Camerado, the lover true for whom I pine will be there.Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen, Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn.And to those themselves who sank in the sea!And what do you think has become of the women and children?The youngster and the red-faced girl turn aside up the bushy hill, I peeringly view them from the top.I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.Having pried through the strata, analyzed to a hair, counsel'd casino games free bonus with doctors and calculated close, I find no sweeter fat than sticks to my own bones.I seize the descending man and raise him with resistless will, O despairer, here is my neck, By God, you shall not go down!If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it, Translucent mould of me it shall be you!If you would understand me go to the heights or water-shore, The nearest gnat is an explanation, and a drop or motion of waves key, The maul, the oar, the hand-saw, second my words.35 Would you hear of an old-time sea-fight?It shall be you!Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees!40 Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask-lie over!1900 Comment on DayPoems?
Till we find where the sly one hides and bring him forth, Ever love, ever the sobbing liquid of life, Ever the bandage under the chin, ever the trestles of death.
Shaded ledges and rests it shall be you!