Am I waking, am I sleeping?
As the first faint dawn comes creeping
Thro' the pane, I am aware
Of an unseen presence hovering,
Round, above, in the dusky air:
A downy bird, with an odorous wing,
That fans my forehead, and sheds perfume,
As sweet as love, as soft as death,
Drowsy-slow through the summer-gloom.
My heart in some dream-rapture saith,
It is she. Half in a swoon,
I spread my arms in slow delight.--
O prolong, prolong the night,
For the nights are short in June!
Borderland
Amy Levy
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Poem topics: death, dream, heart, june, night, summer, wing, bird, rapture, sweet, delight, short, soft, spread, dawn, love, I love you, slow, prolong, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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