sábado, 22 de agosto de 2009
Sometimes with one I love
Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage for fear I effuse unreturned love.
But now I think there is no such thing as unreturned love; the pay is certain
one way or another.
(I loved a certain person ardently and my love was unreturned,
Yet out of my love have I written these songs.)
By "Leaves of Grass."
Rees Welsh & Co., Philadelphia.