Heart, do not bruise the breast That sheltered yo uso long; Beat quietly, strange guest.
Or have I done you wrong To feed you life so fast? Why, no; digest this food And thrive. You could outlast Discomfort if you would.
You do not know for whom These tears drip through my hands. You thud in the bright room Darkly. This pain demands No action on your part, Who never saw that face.
These eyes, that let him in, (Not you, my guiltless heart) These eyes, let them erase His image, blot him out With weeping, and go blind.
Heart, do not stain my skin With bruises; go about Your simple function. Mind, Slep now; do not intrude; And do not spy; be kind.
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kimmie better not suck.
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Heart, do not bruise the breast
That sheltered yo uso long;
Beat quietly, strange guest.
Or have I done you wrong
To feed you life so fast?
Why, no; digest this food
And thrive. You could outlast
Discomfort if you would.
You do not know for whom
These tears drip through my hands.
You thud in the bright room
Darkly. This pain demands
No action on your part,
Who never saw that face.
These eyes, that let him in,
(Not you, my guiltless heart)
These eyes, let them erase
His image, blot him out
With weeping, and go blind.
Heart, do not stain my skin
With bruises; go about
Your simple function. Mind,
Slep now; do not intrude;
And do not spy; be kind.
Sweet blindness, now begin.
-Edna St. Vincent Millay
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