If sex were all, then every trembling hand
Could make us squeak, like dolls, the wished-for words.


Collected poems (ed. Alfred a Knopf Inc, 1954)


If sex were all, then every trembling hand Could make us squeak, like dolls, the wished-for words.

If sex were all, then every trembling hand Could make us squeak, like dolls, the wished-for words.

If sex were all, then every trembling hand Could make us squeak, like dolls, the wished-for words.

If sex were all, then every trembling hand Could make us squeak, like dolls, the wished-for words.