I Am Not My Own
by E Therese
How easy it would be
to become lost in solitude
how desirable a fate to be
of nothing but yourself
the pull from within to stay on there
beckons this creature
against the tide that surrounds
I have given in before
and quietly lurked the laid out paths
of the side journey
floating up and down
to where time stands
away from the
sorrow line
letting it ache for me
this once
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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.
