Swing, swing, and swoon,
Morning, evening, noon,
And with night, sleep.
If you must, weep-
But here, here with me.
Swing like the sea
Where waves are tall;
Torrents and the three
Tides fall….
Let the end be
With the last sweep:
Swoon, swoon with me-
Then sleep.
(Genevieve Taggard)
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