Song (“Love has crept...”)

 BY D. H. LAWRENCE

Photo by Kiriaki Repanidou


Love has crept into her sealed heart

As a field bee, black and amber,
Breaks from the winter-cell, to clamber
Up the warm grass where the sunbeams start.



Love has crept into her summery eyes,
And a glint of colored sunshine brings
Such as his along the folded wings
Of the bee before he flies.


But I with my ruffling, impatient breath
Have loosened the wings of the wild young sprite;
He has opened them out in a reeling flight,
And down her words he hasteneth.


Love flies delighted in her voice:
The hum of his glittering, drunken wings
Sets quivering with music the little things
That she says, and her simple words rejoice.



SONG (“LOVE HAS CREPT”)
-BY D. H. LAWRENCE

Copyright Credit: Originally published in Poetry, December 1914.





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