Archived Love Poems


Edith Wharton - The Mortal Lease

Yet for one rounded moment I will be
No more to you than what my lips may give,
And in the circles of your kisses live
As in some island of a storm-blown sea,
Where the cold surges of infinity
Upon the outward reefs unheeded grieve,
And the loud murmur of our blood shall weave
Primeval silences round you and me.

If in that moment we are all we are,
We live enough. Let this for all requite.
Do I not know, some winged things from far
Are borne along illimitable night
To dance their lives out in a single flight
Between the moonrise and the setting star?

.....The Mortal Lease
by Edith Wharton (1862-1937)

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