I Think I Should Have Loved You Presently
think I should have loved you presently,
given in earnest words I flung in jest;
lifted honest eyes for you to see,
caught your hand against my cheek and breast;
all my pretty follies flung aside
won you to me, and beneath your gaze,
of reticence and shorn of pride,
like a chart my little wicked ways.
that had been to you, had you remained,
one more waking from a recurrent dream,
no less the certain stakes I gained,
walk your memory's halls, austere, supreme,
ghost in marble of a girl you knew
would have loved you in a day or two.
St. Vincent Millay