A Love Song

D. H. Lawrence

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1885 to 1930

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I do forget the sounding of your voice,
I do forget your eyes that searching through
And fling myself at the doors of sleep, for rest.
And I do weep for very pain of you,
Yet, when the apple-blossom opens wide
Dreaming your yielded mouth is given to mine,
And I do lift my anguished, avid breast,
I see your blanched face at my breast, and hide
Under the pallid moonlight’s fingering,
Reject me not if I should say to you
The mists perceive our marriage, and rejoice.
And I do lift my aching arms to you,
Enjoys the open blossoms as they straw
Ah, then, upon my bedroom I do draw
My eyes from diligent work, malingering.
Their beauty for his taking, boon for boon.
The peace where sleep is stronger even than wine.
The blind to hide the garden, where the moon
And I do toss through the troubled night for you,
Feeling your strong breast carry me on into

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