Mar 19 2005

Wild Nights

Wild Nights

Passionate Poem 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 with thee!

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3 Responses to “Wild Nights”

1. # Gueston 25 Jun 2006 at 8:35 pm

   another stanza

   The gulls cry
   As we sigh

2. # timmyon 16 Apr 2008 at 10:46 pm

   and ur luv for me is nigh
   so i shall say my goodbye

3. # samantha reidon 10 Jul 2008 at 8:10 pm

   as we bid goodnight

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