Wild Nights – by Emily Dickinson

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Wild Nights – Wild Nights!
Where I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our Luxury!

Futile – the Winds-
To a Heart in port-
Done with Compass-
Done with the Chart!

Rowing in Eden-
Ah, the Sea!
Might I but moor- Tonight-
in Thee!

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