Saturday, September 21, 2013

"Witch-Wife" Edna St Vincent Millay

"SHE is neither pink nor pale,
    And she never will be all mine;
She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,
    And her mouth on a valentine.
She has more hair than she needs;        5
    In the sun ’tis a woe to me!
And her voice is a string of colored beads,
    Or steps leading into the sea.
She loves me all that she can,
    And her ways to my ways resign;        10
But she was not made for any man,
    And she never will be all mine."


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