Ah,
Moon—and Star!
You are
very far—
But were
no one
Farther
than you—
Do you
think I’d stop
For a
Firmament—
Or a
Cubit—or so?
I could
borrow a Bonnet
Of the Lark—
And a
Chamois’ Silver Boot—
And a
stirrup of an Antelope—
And be
with you—Tonight!
But,
Moon, and Star,
Though
you’re very far—
There is
one—farther than you—
He—is
more than a firmament—from Me—
So I can
never go!
Emily
Dickinson
Fonte: poetry.poetryx.
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