On a White Night
Ah, I didn't lock the door,
I didn't light the candles.
You don't know that, exhausted,
I decided not to go tot bed.
To watch the streaks of sunset
Died away in the gloom of the firs,
Getting drunk on the sound of a voice
That resembles yours.
And to realize that all is lost,
That life--is hell!
Oh, I was so sure
That you would return.
An excerpt from I Sing the Body Electric
This is the female form,
A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot,
It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction,
I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor, all falls aside but myself and it,
Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed,
Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it, the response likewise ungovernable,
Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands all diffused, mine too diffused,
Ebb stung by the flow and flow stung by the ebb, love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching,
Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice,
There fuckers @Vanyanka @Drwho10 <3