Desire
D H Lawrence
Ah, in the past, towards rare individuals
I have felt the pull of desire:
Oh come, come nearer, come into touch!
Come physically nearer, be flesh to my flesh -
But say little, oh say little,
and afterwards, leave me alone.
Keep your aloneness, leave me my aloneness. -
I used to say this, in the past - but now no more.
It has always been a failure.
They have always insisted on love
and on talking about it
and on the me-and-thee and what we meant to each other.
So now I have no desire any more
Except to be left, in the last resort, alone, quite alone.
