The Gardener XXXIV: Do Not Go My Love

Read 'The Gardener XXXIV: Do Not Go My Love' by 'Rabindranath Tagore' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.

The Gardener XXXIV: Do Not Go My Love by Rabindranath Tagore

 Do not go, my love, without asking
my leave.
I have watched all night, and now
my eyes are heavy with sleep.
I fear lest I lose you when I'm
sleeping.
Do not go, my love, without asking
my leave.
I start up and stretch my hands to
touch you. I ask myself, "Is it a 
dream?"
Could I but entangle your feet with
my heart and hold them fast to my
breast!
Do not go, my love, without asking
my leave.

Form: Lyric

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