I WONDER if with you, as it is with me,  
If under your slipping words, that easily flow  
About you as a garment, easily,  
    Your violent heart beats to and fro!  
  
Long have I waited, never once confessed,         
Even to myself, how bitter the separation;  
Now, being come again, how make the best  
    Reparation?  
  
If I could cast this clothing off from me,  
If I could lift my naked self to you,        
Of if only you would repulse me, a wound would be  
    Good; it would let the ache come through.  
  
But that you hold me still so kindly cold  
Aloof my floating heart will not allow;  
Yea, but I loathe you that you should withhold         
    Your pleasure now.

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Poet: D.H. Lawrence
Poem: After Many Days

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