I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.
Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.
- I absolutely love reading different peoples takes on love and what it means to them to long for someone. I love Teasdales passion and yearning to be fully absorbed in the object of her affection "Oh plunge me deep in love...leave me deaf and blind". I think "Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea" perfectly describes her desire to be one entity with her love. There is no rhyme or reason when it comes to true love.
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