COEXIST: Poetry, Books, and Essays
by Diane Vogel Ferri
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Rilke
In deep nights I dig for you
like treasure.
For all I have seen
that clutters the surface
of my world
is a poor and paltry substitute
for the beauty of you
that has not happened yet.
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