by: Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950)
BEING born a woman and distressed - By all the needs and notions of my kind,
- Am urged by your propinquity to find
- Your person fair, and feel a certain zest
- To bear your body's weight upon my breast,--
- So subtly is the fume of life designed,
- To clarify the pulse and cloud the mind
- And leave me once again undone, possessed.
- Think not for this, however,--the poor treason
- Of my stout blood against your staggering brain--
- I shall remember you with love, or season
- My scorn with pity; let me make it plain:
- I find this frenzy insufficient reason
- For conversation when we meet again
Hello there, I like this blog and want to come back, but I cannot "Follow" it, since you dont deliver this facility. Anyway, I'll add it to a blog roll on Single Swïngle.
ReplyDeletePerhaps you would appreciate my wallpaper art on Ping Desktop / Laptop Wallpapers:
http://screenfonds.blogspot.com/
Heavily Babe oriented, I guess it's mostly for men.
Gender neutral, and certainly no less important to me is my poetry on Single Swingle:
http://singleswingle.blogspot.com/
And here you find my personal reflections on just about anything:
http://winmir.blogspot.com/
- Peter Ingestad, Sweden