millennial blog project

…so I live to know…

He touched me, so I live to know
That such a day, permitted so,
I groped upon his breast.
It was a boundless place to me,
And silenced, as the awful sea	5
Puts minor streams to rest.

And now, I ’m different from before,
As if I breathed superior air,
Or brushed a royal gown;
My feet, too, that had wandered so,	10
My gypsy face transfigured now
To tenderer renown. ~Dickinson 4/27/09