Wild Nights — Wild Nights!
Wild Nights — Wild Nights!
Emily Dickinson
Wild Nights — Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile — the winds —
To a Heart in port —
Done with the Compass —
Done with the Chart!
Rowing in Eden —
Ah — the Sea!
Might I but moor — tonight —
In thee!
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Written c. 1861. Published 1891.
