Curgoth (curgoth) wrote,

poetry month

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven (W. B. Yeats)

Had I the Heaven's embroidered cloths.
The blue and the dim and dark cloths
Of the light and the night and the half light
I would lay them at your feet
But I, being poor, have only my dreams
Tread softly, for you tread on my dreams.
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