Saturday, January 8, 2011

put best by Emily Dickinson

Wild Nights-- Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile- the Winds-
To a Heart in port-
Done with the Compass-
Done with the Chart!

Rowing in Eden-
Ah, the Sea!
Might I but moor- Tonight-
In thee

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