Going to him! Happy letter! Tell him-- <br />Tell him the page I didn't write; <br />Tell him I only said the syntax, <br />And left the verb and the pronoun out. <br /> <br />Tell him just how the fingers hurried <br />Then how they waded, slow, slow, slow- <br />And then you wished you had eyes in your pages, <br />So you could see what moved them so. <br /> <br />'Tell him it wasn't a practised writer, <br />You guessed, from the way the sentence toiled; <br />You could hear the bodice tug, behind you, <br />As if it held but the might of a child; <br />You almost pitied it, you, it worked so. <br />Tell him--No, you may quibble there, <br />For it would split his heart to know it, <br />And then you and I were silenter. <br /> <br />'Tell him night finished before we finished <br />And the old clock kept neighing 'day!' <br />And you got sleepy and begged to be ended-- <br />What could it hinder so, to say? <br />Tell him just how she sealed you, cautious <br />But if he ask where you are hid <br />Until to-morrow,--happy letter! <br />Gesture, coquette, and shake your head!'<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/going-to-him-happy-letter-tell-him/
