I do not know where either of us can turn <br />Just at first, waking from the sleep of each other. <br />I do not know how we can bear <br />The river struck by the gold plummet of the moon, <br />Or many trees shaken together in the darkness. <br />We shall wish not to be alone <br />And that love were not dispersed and set free— <br />Though you defeat me, <br />And I be heavy upon you. <br /> <br />But like earth heaped over the heart <br />Is love grown perfect. <br />Like a shell over the beat of life <br />Is love perfect to the last. <br />So let it be the same <br />Whether we turn to the dark or to the kiss of another; <br />Let us know this for leavetaking, <br />That I may not be heavy upon you, <br />That you may blind me no more.<br /><br />Louise Bogan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leave-taking-4/
