On Her Locket

On Her Locket ================ O altering love! My love, Let you remove the locket Your pir-father has given you to wear Around oh! Your delicate neck. I’m sure you’ll find this life lovely again, This earth—heavenly. Those slipping smiles and that loud laughter, Shall return. That scolding and sulking, That tickling, irritating and false-fighting, All that fun, will surely return. We’ll fly again together to that platonic world And rule there… As queen and king. Or don’t tell me to interpret your dream, “You were whole night As amid dark dotted snakes In a deep dark ditch And loud laughed over by The nasty monsters surrounding.”