He touched me, so I live to know
That such a day, permitted so,
I groped upon his breast —
It was a boundless place to me
And silenced, as the awful sea
Puts minor streams to rest.
And now, I'm different from before,
As if I breathed superior air —
Or brushed a Royal Gown —...
One of the ones that Midas touched
Who failed to touch us all
Was that confiding Prodigal
The reeling Oriole —
So drunk he disavows it
With badinage divine —
So dazzling we mistake him
For an alighting Mine —
A Pleader — a Dissembler —
An Epicure — a Thief...
The Sun — just touched the Morning —
The Morning — Happy thing —
Supposed that He had come to dwell —
And Life would all be Spring!
She felt herself supremer —
A Raised — Ethereal Thing!
Henceforth — for Her — What Holiday!
Meanwhile — Her wheeling King —
Trailed — slow —...