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I Am Not Yours

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A marvelous poem Sara Teasdale: 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.