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EmilyDickinson

Ifyouwerecominginthefall,

I'dbrushthesummerby

Withhalfasmileandhalfaspurn,

Ashousewivesdoafly.

IfIcouldseeyouinayear,

I'dwindthemonthsinballs,

Andputthemeachinseparatedrawers,

Untiltheirtimebefalls.

Ifonlycenturiesdelayed,

I'dcountthemonmyhand,

Subtractingtillmyfingersdropped

IntoVanDiemen'sland.

Ifcertainwhenthislifewasout,

Thatyoursandmineshouldbe,

I'dtossityonderlikearind, Andtasteeternity.

Butnowallignorantofthelength

Oftime'suncertainwing,

Itgoadsmelikethegoblinbee,

Thatwillnotstateitssting.