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Kätzchen · 03-28-2022, 11:19 AM

I was browsing through a personal collection of favorite poems, this morning, and came across a poem by Sara Teasdale. When I read it, it felt like Teasdale was describing how I feel, right now, about the person I spend my time with and dearly love with all my heart. I dedicate this poem to my love (James) for all the many ways he lights a fire in my soul. Indeed, I am 'swept by the tempest of (James's) love'.

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I Am Not Yours

by Sara Teasdale

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.

03-28-2022, 11:19 AM	#36
Kätzchen Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Join Date: May 2010 Location: @ home with my granddaughter, chosen friends & family. ツ Posts: 16,137 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 29,544 Thanked 33,565 Times in 10,676 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	I was browsing through a personal collection of favorite poems, this morning, and came across a poem by Sara Teasdale. When I read it, it felt like Teasdale was describing how I feel, right now, about the person I spend my time with and dearly love with all my heart. I dedicate this poem to my love (James) for all the many ways he lights a fire in my soul. Indeed, I am 'swept by the tempest of (James's) love'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I Am Not Yours by Sara Teasdale 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. __________________ “The way someone treats you is not a reflection of your worth: It’s a reflection of their emotional capacity,” ~ Jillian Turecki. “The work that is called for is the construction of our “More Perfect Union”(Obama). That job will never ever be completed: it’s one that requires rigorous attention and unfading wherewithal and all hands. The work is the keeping of the promises of our promised land. The practice of decency, the protection of freedom, and the promotion of liberty for all. With no exceptions. That takes a lot of work done on multiple job sites, every single day. And you can call each of them a battle for truth, justice and the American way,” — Tom Hanks.