Oh You Whom

O you whom I often and silently come where you are that
I may be with you,
As I walk by your side or sit near, or remain in the same
room with you,
Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is
playing within me.

—Walt Whitman, for more love poems see Leaves of Grass

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subtle electric fire that plays for you Walt Whitman photo by Sonia Joie

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