Wild Nights — Wild Nights!

Wild Nights — Wild Nights! Poem Text

Wild nights - Wild nights!

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

-Emily Dickinson

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