I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out My senses, leave me deaf and blind, Swept by the tempest of your love, A taper in a rushing wind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THIS DAY I COMPLETE MY THIRTY-SIXTH YEAR by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE PLANTATION CHILD'S LULLABY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE RIGHT TO DIE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A BALLAD OF TREES AND THE MASTER by SIDNEY LANIER A TOUCH OF NATURE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH BAYARD TAYLOR by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH QUATRAIN: FROM EASTERN SOURCES: 2 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 4. BALLYTULLAGH by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |