Earth! My Likeness!

EARTH! my likeness!
Though you look so impassive, ample and spheric there,
I now suspect that is not all;
I now suspect there is something fierce in you, eligible to burst
For an athlete is enamour'd of me--and I of him;
But toward him there is something fierce and terrible in me, eligible
to burst forth,
I dare not tell it in words--not even in these songs.

by Walt Whitman

Comments (2)

A beautiful, loving poem, I like it very much-Thankyou-Melvina
Ahh this is really have chosen the words well to covey such a poinient equasion of love. warmly, adrienne