Poems about reveal
But Stopped, When Qualified To Love, But Not
a fear will urge it where
it would be life
it tried to be a rose
a bomb to justify
whether to reveal
one port suffices for a brig like mine
might death enable thee
it feels a shame to be alive
but not the grief that nestled close
perhaps he doesn't know the house
but stopped, when qualified to guess
nor had i time to love, but since
tell him the page i didn't write
Just This Time, Some Perfect Year
'tis true that deity to stoop
and fear is like the one
for such, the angels go
if when the sun reveal,
a giant eye to eye with you, had been
who put a head away
away from me
yet held my breath, the while
how just this time, some perfect year
she looks down just as often
it don't sound so terrible quite as it did
the face i carry with me last
when i could take it in my hand
just as he spoke it from his hands
if he put away