Passion's Greed

Passion's Greed written by William Henry Davies

From "Forty New Poems", (1918)

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His constant wonder keeps him back
From flying either far or straight;
Confined by thy great beauty here,
My life is like that butterfly's,
With every source of wonder near.

Let me go burning to my death:
Nothing can come between our minds
To ease me of this passion's greed:
We'll bite each other's necks like dogs,
And ask our fingers if we bleed.

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