Poems ✍️
  20.07.2025
  11

Author: Walt Whitman

O Hymen! O Hymenee!

O HYMEN! O hymenee!
Why do you tantalize me thus?
O why sting me for a swift moment only?
Why can you not continue? O why do you now cease?
Is it because, if you continued beyond the swift moment, you would
soon certainly kill me?


  love longing intensity transience

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