O you,
Who came upon me once
Stretched under apple-trees just after bathing,
Why did you not strangle me before speaking
Rather than fill me with the wild white honey of your words
And then leave me to the mercy
Of the forest bees?
Carrefour
Amy Lowell
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Poem topics: wild, mercy, white, honey, apple, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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