4 my lover

ALL LAST NIGHT I HAD QUIET;
IN A FRAGRANT DREAM AND WARM;
SHE BECAME MY SABBATH;
AND ROUND MY NECK, HER ARM;
I KNEW THE WARMTH IN MY DREAMING;
NO LIGHT, NOR ANY SPEAKING;
FRAGRANT ONLY AND WARM;
ENOUGH TO KNOW MY LODGING;
THE SABBATH OF HER ARM
========deola mcaguns
(fro.lascelles abercrombie)