A Feeling On the Following Night

I cannot sleep oh! Sleep well. Let’s leave right now, O love! Into the street and eavesdrop… What the professors, the fellow poet, And the editor say About my true secret feelings conveyed to you At times, in an unattempted verse Ah! Breaking traditions, old customs in Art. And move on secretly and slowly, Unnoticed by the dogs barking beneath the lamp- posts And listen by their window, Do the lovers laid in bed Whisper in each other’s ears— Quote our lines, reference our poems, And pretend as ours their love! Have gone public! Oh! Have gone public Today, sometimes to my will, Sometimes not!