One of the reasons that I love poetry so much is because when you are going through something then it does not matter how old or how subliminal the message in a poem could be, you will still relate 100% to what it is saying.

This poem speaks to me, and for me…in many ways.

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.

 

One day, I hope to speak to you, and for you- when you can’t find the words.

 

 

-K

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