Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917.
Irene Rutherford McLeod
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That I am troubled when you come,
And though I crave you for my need,
Your nearness strikes me blind and dumb.
My spirit trembles and escapes,
And you and I are turned divine,
Bereft of our familiar shapes.
Naked of flesh and winged with flame,
… Until we find us face to face,
Each calling on the other’s name!