Dickinson the Lover

Posted by @ 12:10 pm on May 8th, 2010

It’s Saturday, and it’s beautiful here in Florida. By beautiful I mean fucking hot. The point being, I want to go outside and ride my bike. The other point being, I think we should all ponder this poem by Emily Dickinson because it’s HOT too:

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Wild Nights—Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile—the Winds—
To a Heart in port—
Done with the Compass—
Done with the Chart!

Rowing in Eden—
Ah, the Sea!
Might I but moor—Tonight—
in Thee!

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