it may not always be so;and i say <br />that if your lips,which i have loved,should touch <br />another's,and your dear strong fingers clutch <br />his heart,as mine in time not far away; <br />if on another's face your sweet hair lay <br />in such a silence as i know,or such <br />great writhing words as,uttering overmuch, <br />stand helplessly before the spirit at bay; <br /> <br />if this should be,i say if this should be- <br />you of my heart,send me a little word; <br />that i may go unto him,and take his hands, <br />saying,Accept all happiness from me. <br />Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird <br />sing terribly afar in the lost lands.<br /><br />e.e. cummings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-may-not-always-be-so-xi/
