Close Close

POSTED IN classic poetry February 16, 2014

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Close Close

Close close all night
the lovers keep.
They turn together
in their sleep,
close as two papers
in a book
that read each other
in the dark.
Each knows all
the other knows
learnt by heart
from head to toes.

 

 

 

Elisabeth Bishop