“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 that I do not lose you.”
More from Walt Whitman
“I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.”
“When I give, I give myself.”
“I will be your poet, I will be more to you than to any of the rest.”
“Loved! loved! loved! loved! loved!”