I'm such a lesbian! Read Emily Dickinson. She makes me hot! 1. Her breast is fit for pearls, Bu t I was not a 'Diver' - Her brow is fit for thrones But I have not a crest. Her heart is fit for home- I - a Sparrow - build there Sweet of twigs and twine My perennial nest. 2. Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night Had scarcely deigned to lie - When, stirring, for Belief's delight, My Bride had slipped away If 'twas a Dream - made solid - just The Heaven to confirm - Or if Myself were dreamed of Her - The power to presume - With Him remain - who unto Me - Gave - even as to All - A Fiction superseding Faith - By so much - as 'twas real 7. Now I knew I lost her - Not that she was gone- But Remoteness travelled On her Face and Tongue. Alien, though adjoining As a Foreign Race Traversed she though pausing Latitudeless Place Elements Unaltered Universe the same But Love's transmigration Somehow this had come Henceforth to remember Nature took the Day I had paid so much for- His is Penury Not who toils for Freedom Or for Family But the Restitution Of Idolatry. 8. Frigid and sweet Her parting Face - Frigid and fleet my Feet- Alien and vain whatever Clime Acrid whatever Fate. Given to me without the Suit Riches and Name and Realm- Who was She to withold from me Penury and Home? 9. To see her is a Picture To hear her is a Tune To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June To know her not - Affliction - To own her for a Friend A warmth as near as if the Sun Were shining in your Hand. Continue reading

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