Malade - Audiolibro Gratis

EPILOGUE

PATIENCE, little Heart.
     One day a heavy, June-hot woman
     Will enter and shut the door to stay.

     And when your stifling heart would summon
     Cool, lonely night, her roused breasts will keep the
          night at bay,
     Sitting in your room like two tiger-lilies
     Flaming on after sunset,
     Destroying the cool, lonely night with the glow of
          their hot twilight;
     There in the morning, still, while the fierce strange
          scent comes yet
     Stronger, hot and red; till you thirst for the
          daffodillies
     With an anguished, husky thirst that you cannot
          assuage,
     When the daffodillies are dead, and a woman of the
          dog-days holds you in gage.
     Patience, little Heart.