I fight against you while I am awake; I forbid my lively glance, my ear, to take Their tumult to this heart your eyes have stirred. I wander out of myself, I leave unheard Your memory that exalts me, sweeps my calm. I refuse my life a quintessential balm. All day I can reject the honey-scroll Your voice, your laughter, leave within my soul, Whither my clamorous hunger cries me on. ... But at night my power against you is all gone. At night my spirit is no longer proof; My sleep is open, without door or roof; You invest me as the wind takes the plain. Through my glance, my mouth, my very breath, you gain Entrance: by all without and all within. You enter upon my spirit where sleep has been, As Ulysses with bare feet stole up the strand, And we are there alone, held in my dream's hand; We advance watchfully, confident, bold, In an infinite world that only will hold Two. A strong wall keeps us from other men, Nothing human reaches the lands of our ken. Fair and foul fortune have no sense we seize; And I long for death while clinging to your knees, So is my love athirst for the ultimate blow; And you exist no more in my heart, I love you so! My frenzy seals us here as in a tomb. This terrible moment is of such fervid bloom That, when dawn slowly treads the east to me, It is on waking that I cease to be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CEREMONIES FOR CHRISTMAS (1) by ROBERT HERRICK THE FALL OF HYPERION; A DREAM by JOHN KEATS THE BABIE by JEREMIAH EAMES RANKIN TIRESOME SPRING by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER ODE TO A CHILD by MATHILDE BLIND THE DAWN OF EVENING by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |