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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

To The Stranger


Passing stranger! You do not know
how longingly I look upon you,
you must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking
(it comes to me as a dream)

I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you,
all I recall'd as we flit by each other,
fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,

you grew up with me, were a boy with me,
or a girl with me,
I ate with you and slept with you,
your body has become not yours only
nor left my body mine only,

you give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh as we pass,
you take of my beard, breast, hands in return,

I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you
when I sit alone or wake at night, alone
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again
I am to see to it
I do not lose you.

- Walt Whitman

(to Ghassan)

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