I knew you thought of me all night, I knew, though you were far away; I felt your love blow over me As if a dark wind-riven sea Drenched me with quivering spray. There are so many ways to love And each way has its own delight -- Then be content to come to me Only as spray the beating sea Drives inland through the night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IMAGINARY ANCESTORS: THE GIRAFFE WOMAN OF BURMA by MADELINE DEFREES THE CHARGE OF THE BREAD BRIGADE by EZRA POUND TO A MOSQUITO by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT EVENING (1) by EMILY DICKINSON THE RAILWAY TRAIN by EMILY DICKINSON THE PAST by RALPH WALDO EMERSON |