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Feeling
TWO SONNETS
FEELING
Now I am feeling the feeling of the air:
Feeling it kiss her bosom's heaves and dips,
Feeling it blow a smoothness over her hair,
Feeling it slide in music through her lips.
Slowly her sigh, her lingering singing sigh,
Flows in the movement of the air's soft breathing;
Drifting away in waves that slowly die,
It leaves a vibrant hush, a silent seething.
I know these feelings all will swoon to dream,
Dreams as,a solace filling the emptier years-
Ghosts of a joy, feelings that only seem,
Remembered beauty bringing remembering tears.
I know, I know that sometime I shall find
The quietness of beauty in the mind.