"When you go" (Edwin Morgan)


When you go,
if you go,
And I should want to die,
there's nothing I'd be saved by
more than the time 
you fell asleep in my arms
in a trust so gentle 
I let the darkening room
drink up the evening, till
rest, or the new rain
lightly roused you awake.
I asked if you heard the rain in your dream&
and half dreaming still you only said, I love you.

Edwin Morgan