53932: After You Speak

<p dir="ltr"> After you speak<br> And what you meant<br> Is plain,<br> My eyes<br> Meet yours that mean,<br> With your cheeks and hair,<br> Something more wise,<br> More dark,<br> And far different.<br> Even so the lark<br> Loves dust<br> And nestles in it<br> The minute<br> Before he must<br> Soar in lone flight<br> So far,<br> Like a black star<br> He seems---<br> A mote<br> Of singing dust<br> Afloat<br> Above,<br> That dreams<br> And sheds no light.<br> I know your lust<br> Is love.<br></p>