Number Twelve: Sara Teasdale

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Poet: Sara Teasdale

Poem: "I Am Not Yours"

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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.

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